Anfa Rose - Hot Minute Lyrics


I’m getting tired of all of the lies its all the same
Got new chest, got new work
New lips to put to work
Imma say bye if she want fight or complain
Popped 2 pills don’t do perks
I go in and woo work

I move majestically
They can not test me
We are not in the same rooms
I’ll move to Europe when its June
They can not stress me
Meditate when I wake up
Them boys taking pay cuts
They was loud then but now they hush
And for a little fame
They gonna change and act like a demon
She in her chains stuck in her ways
Now see wan link up
I give her game whenever we hang
I want her don’t need her
But if she fuck a lame
Then she ain’t mine she yours you can keep her

See I ain’t got time for a thot
Bitch you ain’t stressing me
I don’t feel empathy
I’m on my way to the top
Focused on mulla
I cannot do verbals
Unless I’m discussing my gwap
Straight out the bag
Hand me the cash
Flexing my arm like the rock
Enough with the brag
Fill up the mag
Run up and you get popped

See I do this shit for thrill
I put like 10 and a bit on the grill
I put like 10 and a bit on a watch
So I can put 10 and a bit on a kill
Know I ain’t coming to play
I’ve been hustling young for meal on my plate
I was really on minimum wage
Now the shoes are Italian made
And I’m speaking on nothing but fax
Raise me a toast
She wanna pic so I’m striking a pose
She wanna chill but I’m out with bro
So I’m calling up Anfa to give a her a rose
Look Ladd my moneys legit
Amiri the drip
And Louis all over my clothes
Pour out the liquor and sip
Cause we’re getting lit
Shut it down then we’re back on the road

Tell me where the divas at
She said where the sativa at
My boy in the west got the gelato
Tell him I need the pack
I keep my brothers beside me
I can not leave the pack
I gotta feed the pack
I gotta lead the pack

It’s been a hot minute
I need the top quickly
I can not lie
I gotta slide
You know the gwap ringing
I been on fire ya feel me
Ask your misses she know who I am
She in the drop filming
Told her no flicks no Instagram

I’m getting tired of all of the lies its all the same
Got new chest, got new work
New lips to put to work
Imma say bye if she want fight or complain
Popped 2 pills don’t do perks
I go in and woo work

Death before dishonour
I ain’t leaving none of mine with em
Since the beginning lad I always said it
Anything I want I’ll get it
Making my dreams a reality
I keep the same mentality
We see the opps and they leg it
Lad they’re pathetic
I used to trap for a living
But now I’m paying them in credit
Swiping them cards off
Lad ain’t none of us starving
Used to complain about gas for the car
Now I pay em to park it
Cops always ask how I’m driving this car
Like why the fuck are you asking
They look to the passy
He says I’m a star but I’m just getting started
2019 was a big red carpet
One four living the largest
Everyone tryna dethrone us
Had us moving like we was working for target
All these new found rappers just capping and that
Out here just ruining the market
Used to pull up at a park
Now I drop 10 racks just to leave them in the dark

It’s been a hot minute
I need the top quickly
I can not lie
I gotta slide
You know the gwap ringing
I been on fire ya feel me
Ask your misses she know who I am
She in the drop filming
Told her no flicks no Instagram

I’m getting tired of all of the lies its all the same
Got new chest, got new work
New lips to put to work
Imma say bye if she want fight or complain
Popped 2 pills don’t do perks
I go in and woo work


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