Lyrics:
heat
Live by the crook like Bo Peep
Flow like bubbling brooks but lowkey
I been seeing tesseracts in my sleep
That's 4D vision
Impossible like mission
So
I smoke weed for breakfast
I drink lean for breakfast
I take mollies, I take xannies, I can't eat no breakfast
Half a pound for breakfast
2 grams
on the rob (he's on the rob)
Stealing from my job (stealing from his job)
If you make minimum wage
Take a 20-minute shit every day
It's morally and ethically
fake
You know what I'm saying
No matter what you just been through
So you want to be a rap superstar
And live large a big house
5 cars, you're in
y'all so separate when we fought to get on one accord
So before you think you made it
Please do me this one favor
For a minute or two just take it
Have
coming; an old thing going, it tells you that life is change
The world keeps a Spinning, as we live and die within it
By moment or by minute, reminding us
take a picture, you can strike a pose
So lemme get a minute for my shoulders
Imma live it up until it's over
Imma hit you up until we go there
We gon'
now, im gonna take it, right now
Right now, gonna hang on to every minute, drink it up while im in it
Right now, im gonna live for, right now
Right
you, it ain't about that
Ain't about hip-hop, ain't about rap
Take a minute, hold up, wait now, use your cap
Chicago know I'ma snap
Nah, this ain't
dream
But shit ain't the same as my eye see cream
I dwell by the minute
I gots to make more cash
C notes accumulating every day in my stash
Making hit's,
got the situation, they got me facing
I can't live a normal life, I was raised by the strip
So I gotta be down with the hood team
Too much television
don't be surprised if they ask where you from because where I come from
Man we live by the gun
And we will not stop until the war is won
Cuz we dodging
times and fucked everybody's bitch twice
Mother fuckers talk about it but i live that pimp life
I got pimp blood which is pumped by the beat
I drop this
or borrow
We take shit, fuck you and yo fake bitch, when the eight (.8mm) spit
You could feel the hatred, taste it
You high right now, you ain't ready
a nigga like the Tecca Nina
If you looking like an enemy (Bust)
We don't ever stop and take a minute we (Just)
Breathe
Hey son, what the fuck are you
the potential to live it up
Wait, take a minute, let me tell you how the Lord did it
When I got down on my knees and asked to be forgiven
I didn’t deserve it but
fuckin' mouth (he won't)
Live at the Oscars, you can't make up this story
Her boo August Alsina got beat up by Tory
Jada probably called him to see if he
Approach you and post a minute, arm on my double-R tinted
As you pass by, winkin' my eye, freshly scented
What's the haps, baby? (What's up?)
Come get
Approach you and post a minute, arm on my double-R tinted
As you pass by, winkin' my eye, freshly scented
What's the haps, baby? (What's up?)
Come get
the heart
I'd take bullet for you
In a minute, falling in it, I'm driven
Sounds like the feeling we knew
Sounding like a better harmony to live in
Under
gotta try
Somebody might be living better than you, but they’re not perfect
God knows your future, so just live your life
And try to make it better, never
a million
Fuses pumping live heat twisting out on a wire
Take one last glimpse into the night
I'm touching close
I'm holding bright
Holding tight
Give
It's been a minute since you put down your diary, are you okay?
I know lil' shawty sick of me apologizin', sayin' I'll change
You hurt my hurt, your
magic spells you
Weave all the time
You bring me down every time I feel alive
I'm trying, I'm living
I'm dying this minute
You bring me up and take me
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