Andy Cypress - Hephaestus
Uh, blinded by the strobe-lightsHit my highest high
In my white tee, tryna keep a shorty on my side
Hold me down through the dark skies, keep me in composure
Almost 19, they be giving me exposure
Like I know I sound crazy, but I know that I could make it
Dropped outta college, but I know how to explain it
Fuck a Plan B, I don't split ways
Entertain 1 side, till the day I demise
Rise up, get my bread in order
It ain't no counterfeit, we stay legit, ain't no disorder
Can't give a shit about no politics
I bring it back like Travis Porter
Before this rappin' shit, my confidence was getting shorter
But now I stand tall
Jack of all trades, you retired and a bitch
I been tryna hit my prime, every second that I live
Strike the fire, when it's hot
Don't get burnt, no Hephaestus
If you think you hard, just remember you can't face us
Flee the scene
If it don't speak to me, by any means
Maximize
The shit I'm doing, got a place to be
Foot on gas
The road is narrow like i'm NLE
I start the fire, moving solo in my dungarees
Patience
I don't pick a struggle, I just pick the shit I'm making
Then I distribute it, leave 'em all stank facing
Im paving, they waiting for timing
Time wait for me, in this life
Boy you trying too hard
To appeal to other mothafuckas in it
Soul magic, give em 2 sides of my image
It ain't fake though, I'm real as it gets
Boy don't step where I'm walking
You gon fall into debt
Tryna worry bout the next man
Accumulated all these numbers fuck a yes-man
Like who could tell me better than myself, been on the next plan
For days now, you started the first one
Better speed it up, cuz I ain't tryna reimburse nun
Flee the scene
If it don't speak to me, by any means
Maximize
The shit I'm doing, got a place to be
Foot on gas
The road is narrow like i'm NLE
I start the fire, moving solo in my dungarees
Written by:
Andy Shaya
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