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renni rucci - h.b.i.c. lyrics

[intro]
they know i’m ’bout to change the game and i’m like
everybody know my name and they like
say i don’t even act the same and i’m like
i want some money, f-ck the fame

[chorus]
they never thought i’d make it (they hated)
you see the look on they faces (they mad)
i feel the hate and embrace it (yeah)
i got a sack ’cause i chased it (i chased it)
give me a test and i ace it (ace it)
name a b-tch who can replace me (none)
hbic for real, i can never be basic (never)
i can never be basic (never), i can never be basic (never)
told my son ‘fore i kiss him to sleep, you will never be basic
told my daughter ‘fore i kiss her to sleep, you will never be basic
you got dreams, go and chase it
yeah i got it, we gon’ make it

[verse 1]
i did this sh-t by myself, i ain’t gon’ ask for no help (yeah yeah)
i cook it up on the shelf, you can get right or get left (yeah yeah)
d-mn i’m ballin’ like i’m steph, it’s official like a ref
told my kids they can have what they wanted
go to school, don’t come home with no f’s
you don’t know half of the sh-t, i was sittin’ back imagining this
havin’ dreams ’bout me rappin’ and sh-t
now i gotta make it happen and sh-t
baby daddy slipped up, went to prison
didn’t have no other choice but go get it
he can’t even hold his daughter on visits
i can’t let my son grow up in prison, nah (h-ll nah)
i’ma go hard as ever, don’t even care ’bout the weather
‘long as my team stick together
i’ma make sure that we better, i never settle for lesser
i never fold under pressure
i’m havin’ problems with papa, i’m havin’ problems with mama
i’m havin’ problems with karma, every day dealin’ with drama, d-mn

[verse 2]
i’m doin’ this for my single parent chicks (i got y’all)
f-ck these n-ggas, i ain’t marryin’ sh-t (f-ck ’em)
in the metro i’m the baddest b-tch (i’m hot)
never argue with an average b-tch (h-ll nah)
hundred fifty thousand on the gram (i’m paid)
everybody knowin’ who i am
money make you fall out with your fam
i still want it, i don’t give a d-mn
fifty-five hundred for a show (i’m booked up)
i ain’t got no time for no smoke (ain’t no smoke)
b-tches wanna fight when they broke
yeah they’re loyal ’til you tell ’em no
cash got it, mogul mindset (gotta)
got the rollie on, time set
lookin’ at it, sayin’ i’m next
beverly hills, from the projects (that’s true)
i just bought a beamer, need a benz (all my sh-t’s foreign)
i just fell out with my friends (f-ck ’em)
lord please forgive me for my sins (i’m prayin’)
i’m just tryna win, can i trend? (i’m just tryna win)
i’m just tryna win, can i trend?
i’m just tryna win, can i trend?

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