Happy Hours

Yeah Hai Scary Hours, I swear all I see is cowards outchea Lemme make it clear, you niggas like my acne Rid of you niggas I swear you niggas can't face me Stab it in my back, see I already know, see I'm never looking back I take it out and steady blow And you 'gon look in astonishment how I'm building establishments Its crazy when I see you never oozing with confidence no What you got in oesophagus You acting like you bitches, someone tell em what time it is Spit it out See you messing with the bosses I never see them catching up, don't tell em where the sauce is Its like extortion man don't tell em what the cost is Yeah Huh Ssh Scary Hours Ssh Yeah I'm talking happy hours, for me You know Its crazy Baby tell 'em we here, baby tell em we staying Baby tell 'em they can't fuck with the man of the year Baby tell 'em they playing Ey baby tell em they uh I feel so good when I got you by side I feel so precious with a diamond with a jewel by side Mwari bless up, can't distress us nothing's new on our side I got you, I feel so good when you condoning my pride I feel so, I feel so good girl when you say that you proud Happy Hours we vibing, this thing is ours Never ever think of diving or gettting sour You my sweetheart, when you not with me I got no powers You my seedpod, better believe me you is my flower I'm your king these moves that I'm making they make you prouder Tell me what you like, coz what I like I'm right in front it Tell me bout your issues, I'm tryna knock you down its never hard to miss you You told me that you broken and then I promised to fix you Tell me when you open and girl I promise to kiss you Tell me when you showing and girl I promise to see you Tell me when you callin and girl I promise to pick up Well maybe most of it, but I'm never gon switch up And when we make love girl I promise to paint a picture Getting super high when its friday we'll drink some liquor Its just the two of us, making everyone bitter So many things I wanna do,now beg me pardon its so many things I wanna choose, tryna be about it Never was getting so many views I mean think about it, I was just kid with different cues and I been about it Cassper showed me the light My tunnel vision was blurry now I can see what I like I mean I never asked to sign me, they think that I am I'm not commercial bending bars I keep on feeding my fans Happy Hours blowing up I'm never 'gon land See it was written like Nas, heard from the back of the car Man I was four months old when they was prepping the star I was born with classics ninety six It was a reasonable doubt this type of talent could be found I'm 'finna hit the score I'm makaveli with the sound See Mama was a genius in her belly was a god Uncle Jeff was playing classics, he would hit me with a nod And now its happy hours