Wait a minute. One more time, y’all. That sounded kind of good. Just one more time. Don’t kick it, steady b. Well, you know what’s that man I keep hearing people say? I think it’s because of the dope dance we make. And when they hear me, they just say, leave me that bad from the end of a greedy heart. It don’t take an IQ to understand what I’m speaking. The trucks and toys that all mad, but deep inside they want to say, believe me, that bad. Hill Top, the Hill, Hill Top, Hill Top, the Hill, Hill Top. I really don’t write. I let the people back for me. So put my beats cause back to reassures me that when I rock, you’re gonna listen or even dance, as long as I got your attention. That’s a big point and the best I’ve got. Well, steady b rocks parties for a living. Yes, to get paid after a rock this way, never uptight. I get even, not mad type of do the people say. Everybody get your hands up!