T.I. & Rahky – Hypno lyrics

[T.I. & Logic]
What Juicy say? He be like
Shut the f*** up!
Yeah, yeah, hahaha
King

[T.I.]
I got immaculate vision, no cataracts in my pupils
Don’t understand my decisions so I don’t need your approval
I’m a motherfuckin’ villain, just like you see in the movie
But still a motherfuckin’ hero, stay lowkey like casino
In [?], pocket full of them C-notes
Backroom full that primo, bad b****** drinkin’ on Pino
And margarita, bikinis, in different cities you seen it
With b****** thick as Serena, lick it, [?]
I see the line between ’em, man, they ain’t actin’ a genius
Fill up arenas, promoters, we take they a** to a cleaners
Two decades straight, a hundred shows, a hundred K at the gate
A night, a piece, capisce? Bread bigger than me (Sheesh)

[Rahky & T.I.]
On the road to riches and diamond rings
Where real n***** move things on private planes
I said you lookin’ for me, I be s*****’, duckin’ yo’ lil’ b**** a**
Lookin’ for me, I be s*****’, duckin’ yo’ lil’ b**** a**
Ride through the city, hundred K on the seat
Shinnin’ like b****** in bikinis, sunny day on the beach
Pray on the weed, never, I’ma find a way to stay on my feet
Hand on my heat, Westside Atlanta, rubber bands on my bankroll

[T.I.]
Man, I been beefin’ with my daughter, man, I’m dealin’ with s***
And a lot of my n***** contemplatin’, goin’ killin’ some s***
I put my b**** out like I’m Martin, in my feelings and s***
‘Nother day of the dope boy, hunnid million, legit, okay
On the road to riches and diamond rings
Where real n***** move things on private planes
And you know I was trappin’, workin’ at an early age
Count my money, multiply, hurry, bag it up and buy it
Sixty-five, with the iron, on the highway, blowin’ big gas
Lookin’ for me I been s*****’, duckin’ yo’ lil’ b**** a**
F*** up, I am handling my own motherfuckin’ business
And drama, we ain’t goin’ back and forth ’bout the riff raff
N**** talkin’, n**** big cap, I won’t listen to ’em
They get kidnapped back when nobody pay the reserve for ’em
Ain’t never been a pawn, always been a king
And I ain’t never gave a damn what a n**** think, f*** ’em

[Rahky & T.I.]
All around the riches and diamond rings
Where real, n***** move things on private planes
I said you lookin’ for me, I be s*****’, duckin’ yo’ lil’ b**** a**
Lookin’ for me, I be s*****’, duckin’ yo’ lil’ b**** a**
Ride through the city, hundred K on the seat
Shinnin’ like b****** in bikinis, sunny day on the beach
Pray on the weed, never, I’ma find a way to stay on my feet
Hand on my heat, Westside Atlanta, rubber bands on my bankroll