Hanging Tree
Luhh Dyl
3:02(Yo, Jucxee, run that shit back) Yeah, run that bitch back real quick Yeah Yeah, run that bitch, yeah Yeah Uh-huh I get bored, then I— yeah, fuck Alright, I'm trippin' in this bitch, I'm losin' my notes, all types But I ain't even got no notes, alright I ain't even write this bitch, ah I'm a turnt-ass, rich-ass, rappin' young nigga He a local-ass, on his ass, ain't got no hope in him He got shot, the bullets changed his life, nigga, that dope in it When I got up, I filled my neck with ice, used to rock bro pendant When I get up, I'm shootin' at Ice Spice so I could soak in it He tried to play and all I did was pay, they say his bro did it Bro caught a B, they got him all on cam, he cut his fro differеnt Niggas tryna put me in a box, but can't, my flow different I damn nеar did do somethin' like that, like one of them, like One of those really between, like, I really can do either or, like Like, niggas can't keep up and shit (Yeah) Huh? (Huh) It's like niggas can't keep up, I charge for a link-up I'm dodgin' all problems, in Bahamas with my feet up I'm takin' all problems from my mama, grindin' to feed us Told the guys ain't no more new guys, them boys can't be us Told the guys keep open eyes 'cause this shit gettin' real Two times, this for all the guys that's gone, I haven't healed Be for real, they couldn't rap like Dyl if them niggas was Dyl Be for real, my pockets been on swole before I signed a deal I'm a turnt-ass, rich-ass, rappin' young nigga He a local-ass, on his ass, ain't got no hope in him He got shot, the bullets changed his life, nigga, that dope in it When I got up, I filled my neck with ice, used to rock bro pendant When I get up, I'm shootin' at Ice Spice so I could soak in it He tried to play and all I did was pay, they say his bro did it Bro caught a B, they got him all on cam, he cut his fro different Niggas tryna put me in a box, but can't, my flow different Yeah, they don't make 'em like they used to I'm one of a kind, the next big thing on the mic, why I'm head of the new school All eyes on me, I'm feelin' like Pac, I'm the topic like switchin' to new school I'm tryna make bein' you be cool They can't knock me down, I done worked too hard to get this shit Drove far to get this shit Many nights, I starved to get this shit