Lyrics:

(A Hype verse)

Yeah, stop fucking playing with me! A fucking Hype in the fucking building. Yeah. Shoutout Yokai, shoutout Mark Jones!

Look, the LeBron dunk, we on spunk. Buncha substance, my punch a dub hence handing punks. L’s, I raise hell’s, when praise fails, I go Monks. Meditate fo’ steady great mental that can ready hate. Yeah, my rental is ya damn ear worm. And for me, just another story here, squirm! Dance, shake them pants, take that chance and go enhance. Ya love life to ya future wife with A Hype. I swarm like ants on a beat, I eat so sweet. I form the chants, my own crowd and I play what I say loud. The LeBron dunk, make way for the king. I stay strong on this shit, A hey, he bring. The most power, I do toast to our. Success we bless, no BS, try to roast my tower? You in the basement, waste spent time tryna bother. Me and the rhyme in prime, I’m sonning you, signed father.

LeBron James (Feat. Yokai) (Prod. Mark Jones)

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