HYKE & Trap Monk - How many

How many fucks I be
Givin' to fellas who're
Thinkin' about me
The answer is none
How many rappers are
Ridin' the beats like
I'm ridin' the beats
Yeah the answer is some
How many people are
Doin' it properly just
Like they gotta be
In city I'm from
Too many demons are
Living inside of me
Dance with the Devil
His head and my gun

How many fucks I be
Givin' to fellas who're
Thinkin' about me
The answer is none
How many rappers are
Ridin' the beats like
I'm ridin' the beats
Yeah the answer is some
How many people are
Doin' it properly just
Like they gotta be
In city I'm from
Too many demons are
Living inside of me
Dance with the Devil
His head and my gun

I miss my homie
He's on the parole
He went a place
That I would never go
Now I'm afraid that
He will never show
But I'm prayin' to the God
For the sake of my bro
I wish him well with the
Bottom of heart
Wish I could help him
In fighting the war
I'm wishin' best to the
People who're struggling
Battling only with help of my art
I wish that freedom was
Not so expensive
I wish that money
Won't break any friendships
I wish that people were
Not always fighting
And give 'em a reason
To give 'em a sentence
Once a bitch is always a bitch
You never know when the fuck
She gon' flip
Fuck all the honesty
Break all the promises
Marry a motherfucker
Coz he rich
Give respect and
Get respect
If you cannot then
Don't except
Why do you call them
Girls the bitches
A bitch is so loyal
And gives no regret
I got the acid on
Tip of my tongue
This shit can never
Take over me sir
I ain't promoting it
You shouldn't it if
You cannot handle the
Trip of a drug
Uh
Tell a motherfucker that I'm HYKE
Fuck a white collar bitch I am
Illegal from start
I've been in the building
For a motherfucking reason
I ain't there for the chilling
Bitch I'm about to be a star
It is sad that the people
Of my nation be talkin'
About the topics that are shitty
But they don't know who's Pac
Yes I want the peace up in the
Streets for the good
But not at the cost of
Me getting shot

She didn't like me
She was a dummy
I got a call now
She wanna fuck me
She got a guy and now
He gotta worry coz
I'm on the bed and this
Bitch is above me
Bro I'm sorry yo
She never told me
Psyk
You pussy you bitch you phoney
World isn't fit to be keepin' a
Girlfriend and I got no time
To be feelin' I'm lonely
Positive evil already experienced
Ready for robbin' a charity event
I ain't the type who be
Askin' permission
I'm holding bottle
I'm already sippin'
There was an uncle
Who asked me a question
Lookin' at me
Got his ass in depression
Askin' me what do you do
In life I told him I Rap
I follow my passion
He said He likes
The vibes I'm givin'
Tell me that what do you do
For a livin'
Told him who's livin'
I'm already dead and he
Shouldn't be here
I'm known for killing
She had bio sayin
That she taken
So then I took her down
In the basement
And then we fucked
From Dawn to dusk
And then I said
That your bio's amazin

Written by:
Ashutosh Sharma, Satvik Sharma

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