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Fear Video (MV)




Performed By: YMH Steph
Language: English
Length: 2:15
Written by: Stephon Williams




YMH Steph - Fear Lyrics
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I could've been a nigga on the wrong road With a lost soul with a nine in my pocket
Just tryna make it home It's YMH don't mistake the flow
With no other bodies I catch a body And leave the lobby on port-a-potty
Y'all call him Hill or my German Ruger Ripped through a Nazi
Oh yeah this shit but this ain't the shit that you wanna wipe up
This that shit that get your ass thrown up in the Rikers
Held that shit in with a diaper hung out with the lifers
What you know about knowing genuine people? When them niggas wanna see you
And they don't wanna be you When the grass could get greener
When them niggas is equal And when the team so strong
That your moves is secret Served sandwiches since 99
They understand till 04 Brand new dickies in them Tom Fords
Used to come up short at the 99 Those was hard times
Now a nigga getting faded off the cloud nine And the Ashton Martin bumping old shine
New shit old times periods Closed lines Mac-11 rip his whole spine
These weirdo niggas could get the whole nine An old soul hold a whole nine
An old soul could hold a whole nine An old nine
Mac-11 rip a nigga through a closed line Y'all know it's Dame time with the punchlines
I let it ring like four times they callin' me Ron
I'm Steph though not the chef though I'll shoot you to death though
Sweet to tech though like it's techno Check the tempo of the beat see what you in for
I'm him though 10-4 crash the rental Turn around and cop the Benzo
Painting pictures with a pen though Domestic bars with a kick though
Flow tight like I was pissed off Cheerleader with a lift off
Fortune on misfortune you won a hundred bricks And the same night you lost it you lost me
You niggas coked off coffee You niggas ain't high off life y'all low off losses
To a fit I gotta fade I put a part in my ways
So that's why a nigga think that he really stuck in his ways
I'm all about good vibes and energy Don't say you no friend to me
If you can't throw me no Benjamins I put that on my Timberlands
I'm Hemberly And I hereby say
The verbal intercourse is finished on this beat for the day
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I could've been a nigga on the wrong road With a lost soul with a nine in my pocket
Just tryna make it home It's YMH don't mistake the flow
With no other bodies I catch a body And leave the lobby on port-a-potty
Y'all call him Hill or my German Ruger Ripped through a Nazi
Oh yeah this shit but this ain't the shit that you wanna wipe up
This that shit that get your ass thrown up in the Rikers
Held that shit in with a diaper hung out with the lifers
What you know about knowing genuine people? When them niggas wanna see you
And they don't wanna be you When the grass could get greener
When them niggas is equal And when the team so strong
That your moves is secret Served sandwiches since 99
They understand till 04 Brand new dickies in them Tom Fords
Used to come up short at the 99 Those was hard times
Now a nigga getting faded off the cloud nine And the Ashton Martin bumping old shine
New shit old times periods Closed lines Mac-11 rip his whole spine
These weirdo niggas could get the whole nine An old soul hold a whole nine
An old soul could hold a whole nine An old nine
Mac-11 rip a nigga through a closed line Y'all know it's Dame time with the punchlines
I let it ring like four times they callin' me Ron
I'm Steph though not the chef though I'll shoot you to death though
Sweet to tech though like it's techno Check the tempo of the beat see what you in for
I'm him though 10-4 crash the rental Turn around and cop the Benzo
Painting pictures with a pen though Domestic bars with a kick though
Flow tight like I was pissed off Cheerleader with a lift off
Fortune on misfortune you won a hundred bricks And the same night you lost it you lost me
You niggas coked off coffee You niggas ain't high off life y'all low off losses
To a fit I gotta fade I put a part in my ways
So that's why a nigga think that he really stuck in his ways
I'm all about good vibes and energy Don't say you no friend to me
If you can't throw me no Benjamins I put that on my Timberlands
I'm Hemberly And I hereby say
The verbal intercourse is finished on this beat for the day
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Writer: Stephon Williams
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