Fabolous The Hope Lyrics
The Hope by Fabolous
(Verse: Jadakiss)
Don't make put one of yall in the grave
I'm playin with money, yall niggas savin
Pain, I'm a cause of something yall couldn't phase
Couple niggas shot, just one of yall niggas brave
Rushin him to the ER, rushin me to the stage
This the Soul Tape 3, nothing we need to say
Leave the handguns at home,
Fuck em, just bring the K's for the homies in the county
With nothing it's eating trays
Since I started eating my motto was eat away
Being top 5 was always followed by DOA
Thought I was on top on a bottle that kia yay
Then I went straight from the block to the VMA's
The way that hand move on the clock you'd be amazed
You just feel the burn niggas, you don't see the blaze
Take a good look in my eyes, you'll see that haze
Right, left, life or death, either ways
Same tough guys, a problem they see you late
Never show yo hand and they dying to see his face
I'm married to the game, you dying to get engaged
You only gangsta when the lions is in the cage
Your life's worth nothing, the goons had it appraised
I might do the rafe maroon with the beige
Bad bitch with me, dooby with the shades
If you ain't self-employed then truly you a slave
(Verse: Fabolous)
Tooling to your ways, brain on your winter coat
Niggas burning bridges then expecting you to send a boat
If I'm comin at yo neck think a bullet in the throat
Never gon forget you niggas, got him written in my notes
I'mma send the goons, I snitched on 7 folks
They gon kill you just cus, don't make me send the loks
New blue hunneds, spending C notes
Fresh pair of tems, vanish P cotes
I'm a standup nigga, never been a joke
Riding since pedal bikes we reflectors in the spokes
I slipped her for my arm, put the game in New York
You apply a little pressure and them rookies feelin chocked
Niggas looking washed up, there's something in the soap
You lookin like Adrien Runner & The Ropes
My shoes is too waxed, I should be in the sloaps
Might come through in the bubbles, same way they send the pope
Parading now on 5th ave like I'm in the float
That new 8-50 push button like remote
Control is hard to have especially when you broke
They sleepin cuz they eatin but you hungry and you won't
Shawty mouth wet but her stress is in the scope
Greatest of all time so her name has name is been a gold
She say you got them people waitin for it then it's dope
The game is fucked up but if you back then it's hope, nigga
Don't make put one of yall in the grave
I'm playin with money, yall niggas savin
Pain, I'm a cause of something yall couldn't phase
Couple niggas shot, just one of yall niggas brave
Rushin him to the ER, rushin me to the stage
This the Soul Tape 3, nothing we need to say
Leave the handguns at home,
Fuck em, just bring the K's for the homies in the county
With nothing it's eating trays
Since I started eating my motto was eat away
Being top 5 was always followed by DOA
Thought I was on top on a bottle that kia yay
Then I went straight from the block to the VMA's
The way that hand move on the clock you'd be amazed
You just feel the burn niggas, you don't see the blaze
Take a good look in my eyes, you'll see that haze
Right, left, life or death, either ways
Same tough guys, a problem they see you late
Never show yo hand and they dying to see his face
I'm married to the game, you dying to get engaged
You only gangsta when the lions is in the cage
Your life's worth nothing, the goons had it appraised
I might do the rafe maroon with the beige
Bad bitch with me, dooby with the shades
If you ain't self-employed then truly you a slave
(Verse: Fabolous)
Tooling to your ways, brain on your winter coat
Niggas burning bridges then expecting you to send a boat
If I'm comin at yo neck think a bullet in the throat
Never gon forget you niggas, got him written in my notes
I'mma send the goons, I snitched on 7 folks
They gon kill you just cus, don't make me send the loks
New blue hunneds, spending C notes
Fresh pair of tems, vanish P cotes
I'm a standup nigga, never been a joke
Riding since pedal bikes we reflectors in the spokes
I slipped her for my arm, put the game in New York
You apply a little pressure and them rookies feelin chocked
Niggas looking washed up, there's something in the soap
You lookin like Adrien Runner & The Ropes
My shoes is too waxed, I should be in the sloaps
Might come through in the bubbles, same way they send the pope
Parading now on 5th ave like I'm in the float
That new 8-50 push button like remote
Control is hard to have especially when you broke
They sleepin cuz they eatin but you hungry and you won't
Shawty mouth wet but her stress is in the scope
Greatest of all time so her name has name is been a gold
She say you got them people waitin for it then it's dope
The game is fucked up but if you back then it's hope, nigga