Listen to Hype & Bruk by Yaksta

Hype & Bruk

Yaksta

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Lyrics

(Oh yea-yea-yeah) (Oh yea-yeah) (Ooooooooh) (Lawd-ah, Yaksta) Nuh man cyaa' sponge pan me enuh bredda Mi ah duh this fi mi and mi youth dem And mi family and mi friend dem yu'nuh (My fans too) Boastful waste bring hopeful wants I wouldn't share even though I can Big and wutliss Unsharpen cutlist (dull) Nuh serve nuh purpose all you coulda dead Have work and still n'ave a bed It hurt mi trust mi Cah me nuh like see fuckery Mek it a foreign an' come back beg Splurge millions n'ave noweh fi put yuh head Beg who? Mussi bright and fiesty Bro you get yuh time and waste it Suh nuh bada come watch my payslip Some a unuh just hype and lazy Mi nuh waah your ratings True yuh hear mi gwaan wid pure things Waah put a foot een pan eh greatness Go and hug your Ma, nuh rate me bro Hype and bruk (sad) Banga line naah wuk Missa Big Drip pipe cork up N'ave nutt'n but a likes dem love (oh-nah-nah) Hype and bruk Di banga line naah wuk Missa Big Drip pipe cork up N'ave nutt'n but a likes dem love (oh-nah-nah) How yuh fi inna fiyuh 30's wid no bank book? Still a beg yuh madda bredda how dat look? Instagram clean but reality a poop Yuh fulla filth like cow back foot This mi ah try understand How she a borrow and seh she have a man? Rum special ina cup, fingers Matterhorn Run off a foreign and doh have ah plan Bro, ah your mouth seh suh Anytime yuh mek it yuh nuh waah see nuh ghetto Luck gone and eh white gyal leff yuh A sell drugs and police dem catch yuh AC hotel, once residence dehso But dung a yaad not a wackle house mek up Chop eh line till eh pop, clothes mess up Run left poverty but hard life catch yuh Hype and bruk (sad) Banga line naah wuk Missa Big Drip pipe cork up N'ave nutt'n but a likes dem love (oh-nah-nah) Hype and bruk Di banga line naah wuk Show mi ah weh di whip park up N'ave nutt'n but a likes dem love (oh-nah-nah) (Boastful waste bring hopeful wants) (I wouldn't share even though I can) (You'll have use for all you flaunt) (When the hay gets wither and the rain stop fall) (Lawd-ah, Lawd-ah) (Saint Mary-ah...) (Bututu, bush, yow Jev) (Dem dead) (Hype and bruk)
Writer(s): Jaime Fabian Roberts Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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