Happy Hours

[Verse: 1]
Scary Hours I swear all I see is cowards outchea
Lemme make it clear you niggas like my acne
Rid of you niggas I swear you niggas can't face me
Stab it in my backsee I already know
See I'm never looking back
I take it out and steady blow
And you gon look in astonishment how I'm building establishments
Its crazy when I see you never oozing with confidence, no
What you got in oesophagus
You acting like you bitches someone tell em what time it is
Spit it out
See you messing with the bosses
I never see them catching up don't tell em where the sauce is
Its like extortion man don't tell em what the cost is
Yeah
Scary hours
I'm talking happy hours for me
Yow it's crazy

[Verse: 2]
Baby tell em we here
Baby tell em we staying
Baby tell em they can't fuck with the man of the year
Baby tell em they playing
Ey baby tell em they...
I feel so good when I got you by side
I feel so precious with diamond with a jewel by side
Mwari bless up, can't distress us nothing's new on our side
I got you
I feel so good when you condoning my pride
I feel so
I feel so good girl when you say that you proud
Yeah
Ey baby
Ey baby tell them we here
Happy hours
I feel so, I feel so good when I got you by side
Ey baby
Just tell em
Just tell these niggas we here
Happy hours
I feel so, i feel so
I feel so good
When you, when you got me in your arms
You

[Beat Switch]

[Verse: 3]
Happy Hours we vibing this thing is ours
Never ever think of diving or getting sour
You my sweetheart
When you not with me I got no powers
You my seedpod better believe me you is my flower
I'm your king these moves that I'm making they make you prouder
Tell me what you like cause what I like I'm right in front it
Tell me bout your issues
I'm tryna knock you down its never hard to miss you
You told me that you broken and then I promised to fix you
Tell me when you open and girl I promise to kiss you
Tell me when you showing and girl I promise to see you
Tell me you callin' and girl I promise to pick up
Maybe most of it but I'm never gon switch up
And when we make love girl I promise to paint a picture
Getting super high when its Friday we'll drink some liquor
Just the two of us making everyone bitter, sharp
So many things I wanna do now
Beg me pardon its so many things I wanna choose tryna be about it
Never was getting so many views
I mean think about it
I was just kid with different cues and I been about it
Cassper showed me the light
My tunnel vision was blurry now I can see what I like
I mean I never asked to sign to me they think that I am
I'm not commercial bending bars I keep on feeding my fans
Happy hours
Blowing up I'm never gon land
See it was written like Nas heard from the back of the car
Man I was 4 months old when they was prepping the star
I was born with classics 96'
It was a reasonable doubt this type of talent could be found
I'm finna score I'm makaveli with the sound
See Mama was a genius in her belly was a God
Uncle Jeff was playing classics he would hit me with a nod
Now its happy hours