Happening lyrics

[Intro: HDBeenDope]
(Violation)
Mm-hmm, these n*ggas still think this sh*t is random? (Lowso, what's the vibes?)
For real?
You can't be that foolish, can you?

[Chorus: HDBeenDope]
Yeah, sh*t is happening (Mm-hmm) like I said it would (Mm-hmm)
Been on bad timing (Mm-hmm), but I pray for good (Mm-hmm)
Can't go back again (Mm-hmm), know she wish I would (Mm-hmm)
I'm 'bout my paper, baby (Mm-hmm)
Let's get it understood

[Post-Chorus: HDBeenDope]
I just want the cake (For real)
Cake, cake (For real), cake, cake (For real), cake
Huh, I just want the cake (For real)
Cake, cake (For real), cake, cake (For real), cake

[Verse 1: HDBeenDope]
Huh, I just want the cake (Wait)
No, I cannot wait on it (Nope)
You can't bring no Benji's to the convo, then don't weigh on it (Woo-woo)
I can't take a break (Why?), busy getting to it
Mama text me, ask me how I'm living (Woo-woo), busy getting through it
Pray for me
Don't got no worries, no baby, I just put Runtz in the sky (Dope)
Don't say you love me, no baby, I done heard hundreds of lies (Damn)
I got blood in my eyes, it come from the hundreds of cries
I'm up, they still wondering why (What)
Lil' baby, she gon' f*ck me
She gone f*ck, she say I'm different (She say I'm different)
Once I let her f*ck me, she get fussy about the distance (Hold up)
Oh no, I done told you, I'm a man up on a mission (I'm on a mission)
Texting do I miss it
Bae, trust your intuition (Ha, ha)
[Chorus: HDBeenDope]
Yeah, sh*t is happening (Mm-hmm) like I said it would (Mm-hmm)
Been on bad timing (Mm-hmm), but I pray for good (Mm-hmm)
Can't go back again (Mm-hmm), know she wish I would (Mm-hmm)
I'm 'bout my paper, baby (Mm-hmm)
Let's get it understood

[Post-Chorus: HDBeenDope]
I just want the cake (For real, yeah)
Cake, cake (For real, let's go), cake, cake (For real), cake (For real, let's go)
Huh, I just want the cake (For real)
Cake (Cake), cake (For real), cake (Let's go), cake (For real), cake (Ayy, oh, Lord)

[Verse 2: Connie Diiamond]
sh*t is happening (Mm-hmm, like what?), like I said it would (Mm-hmm, like I said it would)
Been a boss b*tch (Mm-hmm, what?), I'm misunderstood (Mm-hmm, I think I'm understood?)
Said he got some paper (Run it up), riding on his wood (Yeah, I run it up)
Lately I been having my way, these b*tches wish they could (Ah)
Everywhere I go they screaming, "Connie, you the baddest b*tch" (Uh-uh)
Now I got baguettes and forty pointers on my neck and wrist
I knew I would blow these b*tches, rookies and they average (Knew I would blow, n*gga)
Came up from the trenches, man, they wouldn't know the half of it (Oh, hell nah)
Yeah, I need a big spender (Ah), f*cking on a big tipper (Ugh, big tipper)
Put this pus*y on his beard (Ayy) when I be off the liquor (Ayy, ayy)
Chain glitter (Ha-ha), can't link if it ain't eight figures (Figures)
Pockets spicy, my wrist icy, make a b*tch shiver (Oh, Lord)
I'm a cold b*tch, if we go toe to toe, I'll finish her (What?)
Matte truck, tinted up (Tinted up, tinted up)
Pop out, it's a cinema (Pop out, pop out)
On the road to riches, count it up
Stack my digits up (Duh)
One eye on the money, ah, huh
Forrest Whitaker, haha