Lyrics:
now
Cold hearted but I'm hot now
I guess I'm powered by my steam
If a nigga wanna die put that nigga right in front of all my dreams
Everything ain't
On the way home gotta smoke
Some days never running low
2 years living on my own
Paying bills and blowing Os
How you hold it down
Man that's something even I
the static
Heart is in the grave
While my mind is in the attic
She’s the baddest
Turn that bitch eternal
We don’t fuck with diplomatics
Pop the hammer
call me lil static shock
In the booth with Eric but y'all call my nigga young BlackStar
A nigga super faded I just smoked a wood and took a bar
Nigga I'm
snow globes
Verse 2 :Capital STEEZ
It's the same old hundreds jeans, just another teen
The beard kinda scruffy, but I refuse to cut it clean
Dark
A matter of time,
We're living in entropy
Well it's random of reaction, that's divided by urge,
A single handed effort, in the escalade,
The static
You wanted static mothafucka
Now you will receive
A bullet to the dome
To make sure that ass is gone
And one inside your fuckin mouth
You dirty like
Or stayin at relatives well get a place of our own
And even though the feelin was good
Don't get it twisted naw money we still in the hood
Now a years gone by
the right spot
Now she giving head (yeah)
We don’t need to rest (yeah)
Hit you with the deep stroke hanging by a tread (yeah, yeah)
Hook:
Last night
Babe
for fun
Back then they thought we
Wouldn't see twenty-one
Look like we ran past it in a automatic
We don't take chances, blowing any static
I made her
left her in the rear view
Let the demon out the Scat
When I hit gear two
Walking out of Wally’s with the AP green
One hitter quitter when I punch with
pathetic
My grind is static
My vibe is vatic
Just know if I said it
Said it I meant
No manager I still manage
Got no intention to change
Eyes turning red
Cause I'm really that smooth
Got nothin' to lose in this bitch
And we get up by four tools
Niggas know that they can't swim up in that water
I've been
Operatic, flow is illmatic, even though I adjusted the tube, it's still static
Straight from the attic, music blasted out the Aiwa
Not Kanye, I still
Lie lie lie and be free
All of them niggas is deaded to me
So why in the world would you send em to me
Ion give 2 fucks bout liars and leech
1 cheat in
something I’mma leave out, idle hands got these idle hands girl what am I allowed to do take her for a round of two and celebrate the fact that I’m proud
the dead
I'm reminiscing as I lay up in my bed by myself
Always kept a smile even with declining health
He taught me that my family is the true wealth
My God
I should be married by now
Two kids in a paid-for house
I can hear 'em now
Askin' what I'm doin' now
I should have a little more to show
Than
as kale
They used to wanna see me get hit dead by a train
Now they all be catchin' feelings as they hop up on my rail
Shit got dry, so I'm pullin' in
My room is lit up by the static
Blaring out of my TV
my only real comfort
Is the lack of company
Baby Steps all through the work day
For just
stare at a static sky (as you will) Ours is not to question why Same thing everytime. Always seems to need what I'm not To all the hopeful ones; Nobody
give a fuck about your crew
So whatcha you want to do
I'm here to trouble you I represent the W
And if you want to start some static homie we can
and the truth was distorted
My peers on the West won't speak up, so I will
Rodney O & Joe Cooley goin for the kill
The crew of two don't care if we cause
You wanted static mothafucka
Now you will receive
A bullet to the dome
To make sure that ass is gone
And one inside your fuckin mouth
You dirty like
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