Rapped Up Lyrics – Happy Hour

Rapped Up Lyrics by Happy Hour

You got me wrapped up (aye)
Caught up in the next plot (aye)
Chart chasing, like i’m worried ‘bout the next stock
Heart racing, not connecting to my present (uh)

Born sinners, f#cking the game out of wedlock
Wrapped up (uh)
Caught up in the next plot (aye)
Chart chasing, like i’m worried ‘bout the next stock

Heart racing, not connecting to my present (uh)
Born sinners, f#cking the game out of wedlock
Now let me see you throw yo muthaf#ckin’ hands up
Now let me see you throw yo muthaf#ckin’ hands up

Now let me see you throw yo muthaf#ckin’ hands up
Jump, jump
Ok, ok
I hate to say it, i’m a force of nature

You n#gg#s more like (huh)
Forced relations
I hate to say it
If it ain’t the

Double h’s playlist
Then it’s kinda hard for me to play it
This some
Playa sh#t

We don’t play that forced relations or
Force relationships
I endorse to chase yo favorite sh#t
Tzt synonymous with the latest trends

I get ahold of beats and turn ‘em into greatest hits
It’s took
Look
When i get on this sh#t

They say i give ‘em throwbacks
They say i sound like old cats
This that sound that goats have
This that touch yo soul rap

Man let me wrap it up
We the best you f#cking know rap
Now we told them n#gg#s bounce
We told ‘em to just bounce

We told ‘em anyway they wanted
sh#t was goin down
Now they f#ckin with the vision and this sh#t is going round
Double h been on a mission and this sh#t is going bound

To the stars and then beyond on my light year sh#t i’m bound
To the cosmos i belong the way i’m burning up the ground
Call me star i’m on my fusion sh#t i’m blowin’ up the sound
No excuse me i just need a second to relax i’m proud

I’m proud of these young n#gg#s that i came up with believing me
Even when i didn’t see that sh#t myself they seein’ me
They see in me the sh#t i thought i lacked and now i’m freein’ me
So f#ck the relaxin’

I’m here for the maxin’
I’m here for the action
I’m here for the blastin’
I want the smoke

I want the toke
You know what?
f#ck that sh#t
I want a boat

I want it all
For my brother who had to fall
Who want it all
I’ll tear the f#ckin’ roof off it all

My bad y’all i got caught up shorty now i’m rapped up
You got me wrapped up (aye)
Caught up in the next plot (aye)
Chart chasing, like i’m worried ‘bout the next stock

Heart racing, not connecting to my present (uh)
Born sinners, f#cking the game out of wedlock
Wrapped up (uh)
Caught up in the next plot (aye)

Chart chasing, like i’m worried ‘bout the next stock
Heart racing, not connecting to my present (uh)
Born sinners, f#cking the game out of wedlock
Now we turning the pages going into next chapter

Captured by your undivided attention
I need redemption
We live in a world where n#gg# kill and gang banging
I wonder what’s future be like it’s cliff hanging

We gotta do what we gotta just to survive
We striving on that come up
Until the day we f#cking die
This stress is taking me out

But it’s good to be alive
I’m kinda crazy
No shasta daisy
My mind is hazy

“k6 is always clouded”
I say damn right n#gg#
Do you know my problems?
I can separate it and still have hella columns

Talking all that stupid sh#t will leave you at the bottom
I’m just so rapped up it’s changing into autumn
I’m plotting and i’m scheming and just know i might be leaving
Don’t be disbelieving

I’m tryna be an achiever while you’re still be just deceiving
When we make it to the top don’t you dare be grieving
Leaving out major points for minor characters
If you gotta tell ‘em about reports then i ain’t heard of ya

Frequency is a constant like i’m a beringer
I’m moving frequently, i’m the monster and i ain’t scared of yah
I’ll tell you life is gamble, you still won’t bet enough
I put it all on red and watch money come

Others ain’t even samples, they more like simpletons
I’m the rain man the way i got ‘em stacking funds
I’m ok man god gave me a steady soul
So you know i’ll keep it open, i will never fold

Ain’t no secrets leaking, move the water never mold
Turning i.l.e into the greatest story ever told
Making memories, record then scroll through the camera rolls
Reminiscing later on in life, when i achieved these goals

When i used to push and lift these forks, no edible
So you’ll know who made the double h boys incredible
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Happy Hour Lyrics – Rapped Up

Happy Hour

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