Lyrics:
Like boiling flames on a pilot
Hate was fuel to my fire now look at what they ignited
Vibing
Killing it get you smoked like a hybrid
City would eat
this broken metal planet like a pilot
But all I've ever been is a writer
Since I was a little kid digging in the dirt
I've always had a bit
undone
Snuck away so I could come again
Feel shame now I wasn't thinking then
I wasn't thinking then
Been with my ex for years at that time probably two
Crank up the volume, what you value lately?
The album out it sounds amazing and production wavy
They love to hate me
It wasn't cause I hung around
to find faster ways to count 'em (yeah)
A minute on the block, how fast I make a thousand? (Cain)
That nigga you love to hate, still hug blocks and bubble
on the outside, love me in the inside
Suck me in the back seat while I let a friend drive
Half a pound two stacks, half a unit 10-5
I stay out here by Sully so you
Lets take life and slow it down incredibly slow
Frame by frame
With two minutes that take ten years to live out
Yeah, let's do that
Telephone poles
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin
My music keeps you movin, what are you provin?
You know that I'm two levels above you baby
Hug
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin
My music keeps you movin, what are you provin?
You know that I'm two levels above you baby
Hug
yourself
And Tunechi's gon' find someone to love
And you go by yourself, so all alone
One minute she love me,
The next minute she hate me
That's two minutes
nigga
My nigga just for you I'll pull the trigger
But only if its at one in the same my nigga
I can only shoot if you feel my pain my
2 To the brain my
jigsaw
Cause the bigger picture is what from it they cant draw
I'm never two tired/tired for these raps that's a given
Cause a niggas kinda drive is
a little sick and different
And I mean it when I said it
Do you remember that?
[Hook 2]
Hell motherfuckin ya
You don't want to get in trouble with
the pace running personally run the race
I done seen these 忍者s from across the way by the bay
Seen them out with the blade I see these 忍者s everyday
hunter
I let the fuckin' dogs out and
They're breeding in big numbers
It sorta' irks citizen exes
And vexes check collectors
Hexed by the flex of a messy
to find faster ways to count 'em (yeah)
A minute on the block, how fast I make a thousand? (Cain)
That nigga you love to hate, still hug blocks and bubble
to find faster ways to count 'em (yeah)
A minute on the block, how fast I make a thousand? (Cain)
That nigga you love to hate, still hug blocks and bubble
off Like a pilot
And Just as in an airplane
I was looked down on
But I rose up
And I got the crown on
Now I sit on top of this hill
All by my lonesome
to rock wit (It's Beatrock)
Who your top pick, who you shoot your shot wit
Who your pilots, who the two in the cockpit
Who decide when and where you choose
should be hammered
In two minutes flat, I start to stand up
Yellin' "Who in the house got match?"
Cloudy homie you really sound like Mac
You gon' take it
the hash slow
Return to Bash Bro
This stew I smell surely exhibits swell earth, shit
All I can say is, two minutes well worth it
Quack quack quack
Tried
your seat belt on
I got C4 bomb tucked into my undies
The pilot says, "Damn, should've rode my donkey"
It's about to get crazy
When it's time
2-4 back in 02
Yo nigga told you that he know me, I know he a ho too
I hate to expose you, so shut up like I told you
I'm quick to get up in it in
If you couldn't tell
I-
I hate my brother
He's so good
He's so nice
He smiles at everyone
Doesn't he see how wrong they all are
cnd that's why I'm here
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