Can’t Hear U 1K Phew (Ft. Aha Gazelle)
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[Intro: 1K Phew]
I'm so piped, I might be like five
Like ten (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Gettin' 'em, cool!
[Chorus: 1K Phew]
They ain't never seen another beat like this
Thinkin' 'bout money can't make you rich
Twenty-four-seven I'm with my wrist
Twenty-four-seven I'm with my wrist
Shame on me when I reminisce, yeah
Devil stay down 'cause he hit and miss, yeah
Get out of my face if you know you ain't real
Speak up, boy, I don't know how you feel
[Post-Chorus: 1K Phew]
So you might as well say something
Whatcha say?
Whatcha say? My boy
Whatcha say? Can't hear you
Whatcha say? (What he say?)
Whatcha say? Can't hear you
What he say? Nah, man, I can't hear you
Whatcha doin' I ain't nowhere near you
[Verse 1: 1K Phew]
I don't know where you came from (Who you?)
But you really can't change nuthin' (No way)
Need to stay in your lane, son (Yo lane)
You try campaign some (Campaign)
If you need a little Pesos (Lil' green)
Why didn't you say so? (Say some)
Double checkin', just make sure (Make sure)
Never knew that case closed (Uh-uh)
Hold on, where you're goin'? (Where you goin'?)
You ain't found no money, where you're goin'?
Wakin' up this mornin' from a dream, my whip so foreign (Skrr, sk-skrr)
But it already noon
When you eatin' good, it ain't 'bout show
Gotta feed my little girl, she growin' (She keep eatin')
Used to ring around the rosie, nosy police in my space
Then, the one and only told me: "Homie, don't be livin'"
When it work like holy, oly, holy, moly, don't it stop
When a rollie-pollie ollie on me, tick-tock, it don't stop
I'm so piped, I might be like five
Like ten (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Gettin' 'em, cool!
[Chorus: 1K Phew]
They ain't never seen another beat like this
Thinkin' 'bout money can't make you rich
Twenty-four-seven I'm with my wrist
Twenty-four-seven I'm with my wrist
Shame on me when I reminisce, yeah
Devil stay down 'cause he hit and miss, yeah
Get out of my face if you know you ain't real
Speak up, boy, I don't know how you feel
[Post-Chorus: 1K Phew]
So you might as well say something
Whatcha say?
Whatcha say? My boy
Whatcha say? Can't hear you
Whatcha say? (What he say?)
Whatcha say? Can't hear you
What he say? Nah, man, I can't hear you
Whatcha doin' I ain't nowhere near you
[Verse 1: 1K Phew]
I don't know where you came from (Who you?)
But you really can't change nuthin' (No way)
Need to stay in your lane, son (Yo lane)
You try campaign some (Campaign)
If you need a little Pesos (Lil' green)
Why didn't you say so? (Say some)
Double checkin', just make sure (Make sure)
Never knew that case closed (Uh-uh)
Hold on, where you're goin'? (Where you goin'?)
You ain't found no money, where you're goin'?
Wakin' up this mornin' from a dream, my whip so foreign (Skrr, sk-skrr)
But it already noon
When you eatin' good, it ain't 'bout show
Gotta feed my little girl, she growin' (She keep eatin')
Used to ring around the rosie, nosy police in my space
Then, the one and only told me: "Homie, don't be livin'"
When it work like holy, oly, holy, moly, don't it stop
When a rollie-pollie ollie on me, tick-tock, it don't stop
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