Lyrics:
(I stay up in the late night)
(Spitfire)
I stay up in the late night to spit fire
Spit
Spit fire
Spit
Spit fire
Spit
I save up, buy equipment to spit
Backpack full of my studio equipment
Life was a bitch, now it feel a bit different
You ain't like me, then you just ain't get it
Backpack full of my
Boom Boom Bang Bang (Ooh Wa-Ooh Wa-Ooh Wa)
Heave Ho Heave Ho (Ooh-Wa)
Strong Mining Equipment Mining Up The Minerals
Haul Truck Excavator Bagger
We
it's okay we made him famous
Got precision with this laser, I hop out and hit all faces
Head shot, equipment on these glizzy's ain't no basics
Red dots,
there, but you gotta light yourself
You gotta make the most of what equipment you've got
You gotta make the most of what equipment you've got
Don't
plaques at dog
The game is officially over
Go kill yourself
Now take that and equipment back to the store
We don't wanna hear that weak shit no more
of these
Teeth in yo mouth hoe
Because yo fucking rhyme schemes and simple metaphors are played out like SouthPole
And I know the sound equipment in this
you Ready
Coaches are you Ready
Coaches are you Ready
Coaches are you Ready for Ready Steady Go
Equipment are you Ready
Equipment are you
also recover or
Destroy all aircraft vehicles
Weapons and sensitive equipment that
We left behind any person utilizing
Or located in close proximity
Who you gonna call, when you need that equipment?
Wander thru the streets, on the mission for that quick fix
You ain't ordinary, and belong with
The next day sitting on the equipment
Tray is a hardboiled egg and a
Lemon cookie the doctor says "take
Down your pants, " the man takes down his
Pants
and we got the equipment
I gotta keep all my enemies distant
Cos I know I'm gonna be rich in an instant
I take this sound around the country
Took it
Equipment lights in your eyes, can you sleep at night
Plastic plants by your side, do you hold them sometimes
All alone, share a sight, make it feel
that I'm tripping
I'm in the jeep and I'm whipping
I get the bag like I'm zipping
I got Adidas equipment
Cop a new jersey I'm dripping
Smoking a bowl
cannot vibe like me
Keep my name out your mouth, boy, disrespect I don't take lightly
When I was tryna hustle for equipment where was you?
This life is
full of jelly jars
And heavy equipment
We're in the basement...
10-20-30 million dollars
Ready to be spent
Walk into the bank, try to pass that trash
You spending money on clothes, I invest in my business
Budget my habits always copp new studio equipment
Impress the people who support, you
it's been so long I'm borderline getting wet dreams
Those God dam hoes, won't give me their area codes, their area codes
My equipments dusty, chastity
of equipment
My bitches loyal
My bitches freaky
They hit my phone up
Just so they can be here with me
No I never get cold feet
Had to be atoned to get more green
The Heavy Equipment
Digging Digging In The Ground Digging
Dig Dig With My Big Arms Dig
I Am A Chunky Chunky And A Chubby Man
Oh Yeah Oh Yeah Forklift
Pile
Just touched down
In a brand new city
I only backed my bag my
Just some clothes and equipment
Hm
Could een think uh my fam, even tho they gone miss
di evening
Go Fi d equipment an d tool dem young bird no know storm we ago school dem
Wid Jacky Chang badness a who a fool dem
Pussy pon di ones bad
never busy or off the hook
Don't have to leave your name or number
It's all written in His book.
Jesus don't have voicemail, no equipment to install
He's
seen corruption, my nigga, I mean
One foot in front of the other
I fell and I scraped yesterday
But I got no more skillful
Equipment to take steps today
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