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supreme cuts & haleek maul - hoverboard lyrics

haleek maul
[verse i]

the day
you’d be crowned man, crest
slightly crooked f-cking vest
looking over size
but i’m guessing that’s the most of it
steered straight, but often times
the road meanders in-to a chick
whose too official til’ you get
the handle of ’em
and only a hand full of ’em
show some type of promise
to be honest, all i wanted was some kids
and a honda civ, i remember six
questions n0body could answer
contemplating life and death, and
love and s-x
like i had no plan b, sh-t
and i love that b-tch until this day
my toes stay sandy
i think i finally landed, though
could say that i’m still angry, but
too much time is invested in it
to lay it in remote, so let it go
just like a n-gga suppose-
grew up too fast
knew much too fast
all i’m tryna do right now to time
is just slow
tryna paint a vivid picture ‘fore my
picture’s half-full
keep my mind intact
don’t be an -ssh0l-

haleek maul
[hook]
in a place where
my head is supreme
and these dreams that i’ve got
and all that’s left of the old me
i won’t let go
that’s the sh-t that’ll hold me
keep me on the ground to
save a n-gga from drowning
so ima scream til’ my lungs blown out
til these shows sold out
til my soul learn to meditate
so ima scream til’ my lungs blown out
til these shows sold out
just spit my soul
let it resonate

squadda b
[verse ii]

see
i’m like a soldier out in iraq
i’m just tryna go home
make a couple racks
hide that sh-t and go home
every time i’m in that lab
i grind it out to go home
i got n-ggas without one
i know i’m blessed to come home
made it hot around my spot
i don’t know what went wrong
but i know they moved out
and we still here in the same home
thinking back when i was young
my main dream was to be grown
now i’m hustling on my own
and the world is my home
n-ggas ran off with the style
they outta give it back and go home
but ima hold my own
where i lay my hat gone be my home
n-gga, squadda on
like my motherf-cking phone
boy, they calling me, dog
i gotta get back home
and on my way back, i’ll probably jam
my own song
blunts to the neck, cause i’m in my own zone
i been around the world
and ain’t no place like home
see, we can throw dem hands
but ain’t no way like chrome
he ain’t never gone go home (he ain’t never gone go home)
we just tryna go home (we just tryna go home)

[hook] haleek maul

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