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13 (feat. Splitta) Video (MV)




Performed By: Hones-T
Length: 3:11
Written by: Eddie Jolicoeur, Mickey DeNicola




Hones-T - 13 (feat. Splitta) Lyrics




Honest on the beat we got Splitta in the back
F*ck the intro'

And im currently
Workin on an album to release
N ima count up all the streams
I got the beef
I got the cheese
I got the phillys on my feet
I got the code before release i got connects to the deceased
They say the futures lookin better than the past I bring the peace i bring the violence to The crowds
Bring a piece of they ass to the hounds
In the sky got the troops on the ground
Dipped from New York like im out for the browns (13)
Dont gotta ask never say no
Me and yall both started from the same boat
But I jumped offshore for a worldwide tour
Gotta move never learned to stay float

I cry for the ones i would lie for
Lie down like i had to take a knife lord
N i take one back yeah hit em wit a high four
Go to war with the same dudes i would die for
Cry for the ones i would lie for
Lie down like i had to take a knife lord
Then I take one back yeah i hit em wit a high 4
Go to war with the same dudes i would die for

Look at me now
Spittin that heat, improving my style
I'm reppin I'm reppin I'm movin the ground
They gave me a call so I'm making my rounds
Talkin real hot so I gave him some rounds
Ya fakin ya lines and ya losing ya sound
Ya making mistakes, ya shaqtin the fool
Ice on my neck and these bitches gon drool look
One hit and I'm an icon
Hold up check check check is the mic on
Come in like Bron cause mike gon
Now I gotta spit loud cuz the mic on
Ya toxic sorta like a python
N I'm lovin' my suns when the night gone
But I love when it's dark see Nikon
When Irregular come put the lights on
They lookin for me
Breathing out clouds when I'm smokin my trees
The money is fallin I cover my fees
If niggas be hatin they falling like leaves
I cannot stress
You know the rest
This is a game and I love it to death
Half of ya niggas can't dress to impress
Ya rapping is wack we not impressed
Give it rest

One hit and im an icon
Hold up check check check is the mic on (I think so)
Lotta things i could some advice on
Honest that dude that they keepin they eyes on
Aint no more discussin they do or they dont a dozen the lines
That are on my palm are connected up to my cousins collusion
We cause destruction like we connected wit Russians said
Be the best u could be thats why honest just started buzzin
(Uh, yea)
We just started buzzin like the bees
N the trees like heaven n we fallin like the leaves
Got the keys but i do not need all the freeze
So im pushin off the ice like a new pair of skis
N im hoppin on the bike like a new pair of shoes
Cuz rap is a thing you dont forget how to do
Never sell one cuz i only sell two
All the ones that i really wanna tell this to

I cry for the ones i would lie for
Lie down like i had to take a knife lord
N i take one back yeah hit em wit a high four
Go to war with the same dudes i would die for
Cry for the ones i would lie for
Lie down like i had to take a knife lord
Then I take one back yeah i hit em wit a high 4
Go to war with the same dudes i would die for
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Honest on the beat we got Splitta in the back
F*ck the intro'

And im currently
Workin on an album to release
N ima count up all the streams
I got the beef
I got the cheese
I got the phillys on my feet
I got the code before release i got connects to the deceased
They say the futures lookin better than the past I bring the peace i bring the violence to The crowds
Bring a piece of they ass to the hounds
In the sky got the troops on the ground
Dipped from New York like im out for the browns (13)
Dont gotta ask never say no
Me and yall both started from the same boat
But I jumped offshore for a worldwide tour
Gotta move never learned to stay float

I cry for the ones i would lie for
Lie down like i had to take a knife lord
N i take one back yeah hit em wit a high four
Go to war with the same dudes i would die for
Cry for the ones i would lie for
Lie down like i had to take a knife lord
Then I take one back yeah i hit em wit a high 4
Go to war with the same dudes i would die for

Look at me now
Spittin that heat, improving my style
I'm reppin I'm reppin I'm movin the ground
They gave me a call so I'm making my rounds
Talkin real hot so I gave him some rounds
Ya fakin ya lines and ya losing ya sound
Ya making mistakes, ya shaqtin the fool
Ice on my neck and these bitches gon drool look
One hit and I'm an icon
Hold up check check check is the mic on
Come in like Bron cause mike gon
Now I gotta spit loud cuz the mic on
Ya toxic sorta like a python
N I'm lovin' my suns when the night gone
But I love when it's dark see Nikon
When Irregular come put the lights on
They lookin for me
Breathing out clouds when I'm smokin my trees
The money is fallin I cover my fees
If niggas be hatin they falling like leaves
I cannot stress
You know the rest
This is a game and I love it to death
Half of ya niggas can't dress to impress
Ya rapping is wack we not impressed
Give it rest

One hit and im an icon
Hold up check check check is the mic on (I think so)
Lotta things i could some advice on
Honest that dude that they keepin they eyes on
Aint no more discussin they do or they dont a dozen the lines
That are on my palm are connected up to my cousins collusion
We cause destruction like we connected wit Russians said
Be the best u could be thats why honest just started buzzin
(Uh, yea)
We just started buzzin like the bees
N the trees like heaven n we fallin like the leaves
Got the keys but i do not need all the freeze
So im pushin off the ice like a new pair of skis
N im hoppin on the bike like a new pair of shoes
Cuz rap is a thing you dont forget how to do
Never sell one cuz i only sell two
All the ones that i really wanna tell this to

I cry for the ones i would lie for
Lie down like i had to take a knife lord
N i take one back yeah hit em wit a high four
Go to war with the same dudes i would die for
Cry for the ones i would lie for
Lie down like i had to take a knife lord
Then I take one back yeah i hit em wit a high 4
Go to war with the same dudes i would die for
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Writer: Eddie Jolicoeur, Mickey DeNicola
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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