Opportunity by Hugh Bloww Lyrics
[Produced By Mercy Kid]
[Hook: Hugh Bloww]
Opportunity
Just be knocking at my door
Knocking at my door
Knocking at my door
This opportunity
Got niggas plotting on my door
Plotting on my door
Plotting on my door
This opportunity
Got bitches plotting on my door
Plotting on my door
Plotting on my door
Opportunity
Just be knocking at my door
Knocking at my door
Knocking at my door
Bitch Im Home
[Verse One: Hugh Bloww]
Yeah!
And thats all a nigga gotta say
Niggas claim they real, but they fake
Fuck yo name, whassup with them faces nigga?
Counting bucks, bitch I'm banking
I can flip this, I can manage that
I can weigh this, she can cook with that
When that fork smack, them Glocks rack..
Like Foremans. (yup)
At the doorstep, these horsemen
Ferrari dealers and porsches
Thas 4 bitches they gone fit
Lapped up witcho main thang
Thas pound sign "free yo bitch"
My partner here and we gone switch, like
[HOOK]
[Verse Two: Wavy Wallace]
I got this opportunity
I stay true to me
Nigga fuck the rest
My team all in unity
Don't ask who it be
Nigga no stress
You can tell from the jewelry
It ain't even new to me
Bitch I been fresh
Too cool for me
Tell em get used to me
I ain't going nowhere yet
My bro Bloww told me that he got the hoes
It's a good chance that them hoes smoke
Then we get high, catch the vibe
Then I'm coming straight at they throat
Another day, another dollar, another juug, another lick
Gotta make something stick
As long as I'm alive
I will provide
Started dead broke
Now I'm filthy rich what a..
[HOOK]
[Verse Three: Hugh Bloww]
Only breaking bread with these anglos
And some hood niggas that'll kill for me
Bring a bottle, a couple swishes, and a couple chickens
You in homie
Poolside just chalking shit
If you was real nigga you could join me
This remind me of that one movie
But Sosa had to kill Tony
Im living
Im trilling
Tryna stack up to this ceiling
You can label B as the villain
Old money, 90s balling like Krillin
Tryna make a way for these children
[Hook: Hugh Bloww]
Opportunity
Just be knocking at my door
Knocking at my door
Knocking at my door
This opportunity
Got niggas plotting on my door
Plotting on my door
Plotting on my door
This opportunity
Got bitches plotting on my door
Plotting on my door
Plotting on my door
Opportunity
Just be knocking at my door
Knocking at my door
Knocking at my door
Bitch Im Home
[Verse One: Hugh Bloww]
Yeah!
And thats all a nigga gotta say
Niggas claim they real, but they fake
Fuck yo name, whassup with them faces nigga?
Counting bucks, bitch I'm banking
I can flip this, I can manage that
I can weigh this, she can cook with that
When that fork smack, them Glocks rack..
Like Foremans. (yup)
At the doorstep, these horsemen
Ferrari dealers and porsches
Thas 4 bitches they gone fit
Lapped up witcho main thang
Thas pound sign "free yo bitch"
My partner here and we gone switch, like
[HOOK]
[Verse Two: Wavy Wallace]
I got this opportunity
I stay true to me
Nigga fuck the rest
My team all in unity
Don't ask who it be
Nigga no stress
You can tell from the jewelry
It ain't even new to me
Bitch I been fresh
Too cool for me
Tell em get used to me
I ain't going nowhere yet
My bro Bloww told me that he got the hoes
It's a good chance that them hoes smoke
Then we get high, catch the vibe
Then I'm coming straight at they throat
Another day, another dollar, another juug, another lick
Gotta make something stick
As long as I'm alive
I will provide
Started dead broke
Now I'm filthy rich what a..
[HOOK]
[Verse Three: Hugh Bloww]
Only breaking bread with these anglos
And some hood niggas that'll kill for me
Bring a bottle, a couple swishes, and a couple chickens
You in homie
Poolside just chalking shit
If you was real nigga you could join me
This remind me of that one movie
But Sosa had to kill Tony
Im living
Im trilling
Tryna stack up to this ceiling
You can label B as the villain
Old money, 90s balling like Krillin
Tryna make a way for these children