MVP Season lyrics

I might be nothing to you/ but I'm the sh*t to my city
Mama depend on me like / I'm P Diddy
And my family is biggie/ gotta make some classics
Family going to be platinum/ and I can't go backwards

Think it's sweet on the surface/ but i might be worthless
Opportunities curving / & you thinking it's perfect
Females be flirting / might as well use Jergens
And these bars is service / & went, it's worth it

I gotta bad b*tch like b. Smith yeah
I gotta son I can't trip yeah
I gotta dad he got 6 kids yeah
And I still gotta meet sis what's good

Last name Hazelwood first name amazing
Never go blankman /when making bold statements
Making a staple /on them trees like maple
& I Don't drink syrup / it's not stable / it ain't playful/

Man It gotta be crazy /to see that b*tch with a hater
Man he did you a favor /cause that b*tch wasn't faithful
Turned into a Playa /don't ever be hateful
You see that you capable / getting hoes with no label

I never speak on these dealings /cause a n*gga be chilling
I ain't into the squealing / that's not how I'm winning
Coping with no ceilings/and I went on a killing
Grew up with a hoarder / that's why I hoard all my feelings
(MVP CHANT 5x)

No more he said she said
With all these social sites/man that sh*t dead
n*ggas still like to gossip /well it's onsite like bossip
Black(and)ing (own) on n*ggas /while we still on topic

Mind go topless / when I find profit
Only had options/ hoes was my moshpit
Wilding like cannon/ with my n*gga Brandon
If they wasn't going they ended up stranded


I ain't taking shots /but have a vest
I don't see these new n*ggas as a threat
And the broke hoes /will have n*gga stressed
Cause they wanna use a P(pee) like a drug test

I grew up poor/ 6 people on the floor
Making up pallets /big locks/ front door
I never even noticed /I thought it was normal
Grew up got my wave f*ck being cordial