Hocus Pocus

[Intro: BigWestt]
(All these others hoes goin like "Whatcho doin'?'", "Whatcho doin'?")
(Please be with my time man, fuck all that shit)
(On my mutha fuckin' name right now man)
(Furkan run that shit up)

[Chorus: BigWestt]
You move quicker on your own, so i'm inside tonight (I never switched)
All these hoes textin' my phone, like what you on tonight? (Hope they don't bitch)
Told them i'm gettin' down to business, just my focus right (Okay okay)
Real life misses, get it done; no hocus pocus hype (Just get it done)
I can tell them folks the truth bout all the things I seen (Yhea I can tell them)
Bout how you get when they was goin' to clip your wings (Its finished)
The nights we slept inside the car, hearin' my momma scream (That shit was crazy)
Instead i'm talkin' to the mic, healin' through all my streams (Take care of my son nd' show him life the way I never knew)

[Verse 1: BigWestt]
Take care of my son nd' show him life the way I never knew (For my lil boy)
Stand bout your respect, its stack a check; run up your revenue (Yeah side)
Never trust a bitch if she ain't got no skits on how to better you (Aye cut that bitch off)
If you got a dream, then build a team; thats what you better do (Yo)
Fell out with my dog about a bitch who went to dissin' bout me (I bet I will)
How you throwin' dirt behind my back nd' still throw kisses at me (Hey, how that shit go?)
In love with the [?] boy, but my people still be trippin' bout me (Huh?)
I don't understand that actin' tough, but never gettin' at me (This sucks)
Anywhere I choose the peace, anyway I use the piece *Grrah*
Constantly involving, I won't go back where I use to be (Aye slow down)
Could of called a hit, instead ask god to cut shit loose for me (That god great)
I'ma keep it real on every end, no movin' loose with me (Let get em round)

[Chorus: BigWestt]
You move quicker on your own, so i'm inside tonight (I move swift)
All these hoes textin' my phone, like what you on tonight? (Hope they don't bitch)
Told them i'm gettin' down to business, just my focus right (Okay okay)
Real life misses, get it done; no hocus pocus hype (Just get it done)
I can tell them folks the truth bout all the things I seen (Yeah I can tell them)
Bout how you get when they was goin' to clip your wings (I'ts finished)
The nights we slept inside the car, hearin' my mamma scream (That shit was crazy)
Instead I'm talkin' to the mic, healin' through all my streams (And that on this song)

[Verse 2: 1Up Tee]
These niggas ain't real like me
It throw me off, you throwin shade like a bitch bruh
Thats worse than throwin' salt
Crackin' jokes on your mans, the fuck? A bitch should be in charge
If sneak dissin' was illegal, you would be behind bars
All these niggas tryina eat off my name, but where was yall?
Never seen your ass on [?], never seen your ass on mars
I ain't have nobody to call everytime I took a loss
Some of these niggas won't be shit if they ain't never take my sauce
We gon' up there
Niggas keep on sleepin on me so i'm bout to overdo it
Bust my key, focus jury
Mayback trust, so mature
Said she loved me, know she want my money
I said "Oh for sure", a bitch can never get one up on me
Cause I already knew it nigga
These rap niggas be jeffin'
They could never compare to us
These niggas be extras
My niggas main characters
All that secret competition nigga, don't make me embarrass you
I'm the realest upper, flyest nigga in America for real