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Yeah Yeah Video (MV)




Performed By: Maze HNY
Language: English
Length: 2:02
Written by: MILES IAN MITCHELL




Maze HNY - Yeah Yeah Lyrics




Was down bad dont nobody judge me
I'm acting like a nigga who just got some money

F*ck it ill spend it all if im lucky
Trust me
These niggas don't give a f*ck
And I aint tryna die i aint in a rush
But for my respect ill shoot first believe it
Aint no getting even
To many nights where I felt defeated
Where's all the help when a nigga need it
You wasn't there when I was shot bleeding
Watching the opps leaving
They probably thought I stopped breathing
But I stood still
I was already emotionally healed
I knew someone was gonna get killed
And I like some of these rappers
Even though that i know they aint real
Its just the way that they broker their deal
My man's bring round we let em drink
Let em smoke, let em chill
Let em get close to the field

I can't give my heart sometimes
Cause when shit come back I get heartbroken
I care alot sometimes
But just one wrong vibe
And baby I'm leaving
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
They wanted sauce
I gave seasoning
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
I pray they never give me a reason

He call you bro but he aint gotta luv you
Only a couple niggas in the huddle
I hit big take em out the struggle
The other niggas Ima say f*ck you
Bring you around I dont even trust you
A broke nigga tryna knock the hustle
Aint nobody treating me like I'm not the muscle even if im not the muscle
Don't get it confused like we aint out the mud too
Like you just violate and I'm not gone touch you.

I can't give my heart sometimes
Cause when shit come back I get heartbroken
I care alot sometimes
But just one wrong vibe
And baby I'm leaving
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
They wanted sauce
I gave seasoning
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
I pray they never give me a reason
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English

Was down bad dont nobody judge me
I'm acting like a nigga who just got some money

F*ck it ill spend it all if im lucky
Trust me
These niggas don't give a f*ck
And I aint tryna die i aint in a rush
But for my respect ill shoot first believe it
Aint no getting even
To many nights where I felt defeated
Where's all the help when a nigga need it
You wasn't there when I was shot bleeding
Watching the opps leaving
They probably thought I stopped breathing
But I stood still
I was already emotionally healed
I knew someone was gonna get killed
And I like some of these rappers
Even though that i know they aint real
Its just the way that they broker their deal
My man's bring round we let em drink
Let em smoke, let em chill
Let em get close to the field

I can't give my heart sometimes
Cause when shit come back I get heartbroken
I care alot sometimes
But just one wrong vibe
And baby I'm leaving
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
They wanted sauce
I gave seasoning
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
I pray they never give me a reason

He call you bro but he aint gotta luv you
Only a couple niggas in the huddle
I hit big take em out the struggle
The other niggas Ima say f*ck you
Bring you around I dont even trust you
A broke nigga tryna knock the hustle
Aint nobody treating me like I'm not the muscle even if im not the muscle
Don't get it confused like we aint out the mud too
Like you just violate and I'm not gone touch you.

I can't give my heart sometimes
Cause when shit come back I get heartbroken
I care alot sometimes
But just one wrong vibe
And baby I'm leaving
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
They wanted sauce
I gave seasoning
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
I pray they never give me a reason
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Writer: MILES IAN MITCHELL
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