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Anfa Rose - Hot Minute lyrics

Artist: Anfa Rose

album: Hot Minute


I'm getting tired of hearing the lies, it's all the same, yeah yeah
Got a new chest got new work
New lips to put to work
Imma say bye if she want fight or complain, yeah yeah
Popped two pills don't do perks
I go in and woo work
I move majestically
They can not test me
We are not in the same rooms
I'll move to Europe when it's June
They can not stress me
Meditate when I wake up
Them boys taking pay cuts
They was loud then, but now they hush
And for a little fame
They gonna change and act like a demon
She in her chains, stuck in her ways
Now see wan' link up
I give her game, whenever we hang
I want her, don't need her
But if she fuck a lame
Then she ain't mine, she yours, you can keep her
See I ain't got time for a thot
Bitch you ain't stressing me
I don't feel empathy
I'm on my way to the top (yeah)
Focused on mula
I cannot do verbals
Unless I'm discussing my guap (mula)
Straight off the bag, hand me the cash
Flexing my arm like The Rock (cash)
Enough of the brag, fill up the mag
Run up and you get popped (Bop bop bop)
See I do this shit for thrill
I put like ten and a bit on the grill (Mula)
I put like ten and a bit on a watch
So I can put ten and a bit on a kill
Know I ain't coming to play
I've been hustling young for meal on my plate
I was really on minimum wage
Now the shoes are Italian made
And I'm speaking on nothing but facts, raise me a toast
She want a pic, so I'm striking a pose
She wanna chill, but I'm out with bro
So I'm Calling up Anfa to get her a Rose
Look lad, my money's legit
Amiri the drip
And Louis' all over my clothes
Pour out the liquor and sip
Cause We're getting lit
Shut it down then we're back on the road (road, road)
Tell me where the Divas at
She said where the Sativa at
A war in the west, get the Gelato
Tell him I need the pack
I keep my brothers beside me
I cannot leave the pack
I gotta feed the pack
I gotta lead the pack, yeah
It's been a hot minute
I need the top quickly
I ain't gon' lie
I gotta slide
You know the guap ringing
I've been on fire, you feel me?
Ask your missus she know who I am
She in the drop filming
Told her no flicks, no Instagram
I'm getting tired of hearing the lies, it's all the same, yeah yeah
Got a new chest got new work
New lips to put to work
Imma say bye if she wan' fight or complain, yeah yeah
Popped two pills don't do perks
I go in and woo work
Death before dishonour
I ain't leaving none of mine with em (facts)
Since the beginning lad I always said it
Anything I want I'll get it (true)
Making my dreams a reality
I keep the same mentality (bop, bop)
We see the opps and they leg it (bop, bop, bop)
Lad, they're pathetic
I used to trap for a living (trap)
But now I'm paying them in credit
Swip-Swiping them cards off
Lad ain't none of us starving
Us-Us-Us-Used to complain about gas for the car
Now I pay 'em to park it
Co-Co-Cops asking me how I'm driving this car, like
Why the fuck are you asking (why)
They looked to the passy, he says "I'm a star, bah"
"But I'm just getting started"
Twenty-Twenty nineteen was a big red carpet
ONEFOUR living their largest
Every-Everyone tried to dethrone us
Had us moving like we was working for Target
All th-All these newfound rappers capping and that
Out here just ruining the market
Ba-Back then used to meet up at a park
Now I drop 10 racks just to leave 'em in the dark (dark, dark)
It's been a hot minute
I need the top quickly
I ain't gon' lie
I gotta slide
You know the guap ringing
I've been on fire, you feel me?
Ask your missus she know who I am
She in the drop filming
Told her no flicks, no Instagrams
I'm getting tired of hearing the lies, it's all the same, yeah yeah
Got a new chest got new work
New lips to put to work
Imma say bye if she wan' fight or complain, yeah yeah
Popped two pills don't do perks
I go in and woo work

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