A Niggers Request by Thomas Hazey Lyrics
Oh Lord, please don't let the city forget you
At times I get anxious - you know that I'm just a stressed dude
I'm fatigued at the thought of what it means to be successful
Bout to get a degree, but this corporate life is just less cool
Money and some hoes - I want all the shit that the gents do
I'll be glad to a part of a circle that's influential
Forgive me, I make mistakes like the fingertips of pencil
We were in fashion like Tyra Banks and a dress code
It's 2017, we want all my women in less clothes
The bottom of a bottle, you know exactly where stress go
The body of a model, she'll prove to me that's she special
Oh Lord, don't let my niggers around me tell me I'm jaded
On top of this request, I just ask that I could be famous
Get faded, thanks to hands of a barber whose blades are stainless
And when it comes to the outfit, I pray my swag is latest
And even if I'm wack, I just pray I'm dope with the cadence
More beamers and Bentley's inside garages
Regardless of circumstances, I pray I remain heartless
Gotta keep up the image of always being the hardest
So when I'm back in the hood, I know niggers will never start shit
Peter Parker stuck in a Web of lies
Little whatever, you in need of a better disguise
I want all the good and the bad that's under the skies
I been on some trips, check the bags that's under my eyes
I'm Hazey
[Hook]
Money, hoes - thats a nigga's request (repeat x2)
No love in my chest, that's a nigga's request
I want some money, hoes - that's a nigga's request [Hazey]
Brandneweable, that's a nigga's request (repeat)
At times I get anxious - you know that I'm just a stressed dude
I'm fatigued at the thought of what it means to be successful
Bout to get a degree, but this corporate life is just less cool
Money and some hoes - I want all the shit that the gents do
I'll be glad to a part of a circle that's influential
Forgive me, I make mistakes like the fingertips of pencil
We were in fashion like Tyra Banks and a dress code
It's 2017, we want all my women in less clothes
The bottom of a bottle, you know exactly where stress go
The body of a model, she'll prove to me that's she special
Oh Lord, don't let my niggers around me tell me I'm jaded
On top of this request, I just ask that I could be famous
Get faded, thanks to hands of a barber whose blades are stainless
And when it comes to the outfit, I pray my swag is latest
And even if I'm wack, I just pray I'm dope with the cadence
More beamers and Bentley's inside garages
Regardless of circumstances, I pray I remain heartless
Gotta keep up the image of always being the hardest
So when I'm back in the hood, I know niggers will never start shit
Peter Parker stuck in a Web of lies
Little whatever, you in need of a better disguise
I want all the good and the bad that's under the skies
I been on some trips, check the bags that's under my eyes
I'm Hazey
[Hook]
Money, hoes - thats a nigga's request (repeat x2)
No love in my chest, that's a nigga's request
I want some money, hoes - that's a nigga's request [Hazey]
Brandneweable, that's a nigga's request (repeat)