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Hills by Kam Prada Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2021

[Intro]
Dojo, not again

[Pre-Chorus: Kam Prada]
I'm tryna make my Mama proud, yeah that's fo' sho'
Landed in the city but my heart is on the coast
I don't wanna look back what my life was like before
I just took a red-eye, penthouse, top floor

[Chorus: Kam Prada]
In the stu', I gotta spazz out
Glock up in my bag, get these rackades then I cash out
I been running laps, I don't got time to relax now
I just took a chance, wasn't looking for no handouts, oh, woah
They like "Prada, how he do this"?
I've been with my bruddas in the hills we goin' stupid
I, can't, stop, I been different always knew this
Tryna turn them bordens into Benjy's need 'em blue strips
Oh, woah

[Verse 1: Rarin]
Walking on the floor of this earth no one protects mе
When I show a shawty my heart, she wanna tеxt me
All this love I felt was a curse I want an xd
Going crazy all in my nerves, what does a check mean?
Always plotting baby, why you gotta lead me on?
Had to drop a bag on a hoe, and she gone
But I'm running with my click, yeah they got me 'till I fall
Contemplating if a bag's worth more than your love, yeah, yeah
Feel my moment, yeah, yeah
I'm just chosen, yeah, yeah
I'm the one that's up
[Chorus: Kam Prada]
In the stu', I gotta spazz out
Glock up in my bag, get these rackades then I cash out
I been running laps, I don't got time to relax now
I just took a chance, wasn't looking for no handouts, woah
They like "Prada, how he do this"?
I've been with my bruddas in the hills we goin' stupid
I, can't, stop, I been different always knew this
Tryna turn them bordens into Benjy's need 'em blue strips
Oh, woah

[Verse 2: Tommy Ice]
Henny got me wasted
You done cut the yola, I could taste it
Biting on my swag, you nigga pussy tryna trace this
I don't need your love, I took a perc and I replaced it
I'ma keep on going till my momma said I made it
Black and yellow, white, I got thotties, different races, yeah
Did my dirt I had a mask on moving faceless (Faceless)
I got 12 plotting on me but no cases
Runnin' from my demons lacing up my asics
Ah, I don't do that fake shit, nah
The way they treat me, they act like I don't feel nun
So I got a script, I was just tryna feel sum
Now I'm alone, you don't care that I feel numb
[Chorus: Kam Prada]
In the stu', I gotta spazz out
Glock up in my bag, get these rackades then I cash out
I been running laps, I don't got time to relax now
I just took a chance, wasn't looking for no handouts, woah
They like "Prada, how he do this"?
I've been with my bruddas in the hills we goin' stupid
I, can't, stop, I been different always knew this
Tryna turn them bordens into Benjy's need 'em blue strips
Oh, woah