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Try to cool me off shoulda never heat me up
Started from behind now they never keeping up
Know we had to bring it back to the east side
Know we had to bring it back The east side
If we ain't chopping bout no decimals
Then what we talking bout I'm zoning out its unintentional
Couldn't catch a beat now they no longer in my metronome
A wise man told me get the money first and then the H*oes
Wrist so rocky you would think I really am Stallone
Took this shyt to heart you could hear it through the stethoscope
My mirror in the stars I look up and I say there I go
Tryna leave a mark with remark higher pedestals
That you could never reach lil dweeb get ya step stool
Im the next dude red eyes to the sky
Waving Hi to JetBlue
I be tryna minimize all the shyt I been through
But all it did was make me stronger recognize the bench moves
That's why I really recommend you
To do ya homework when you see me
There's a reason why they need me
Out the mud I was knee deep
Since a string bean knew the concept of what green me
Can't defeat me they can't keep me from this cactus and zucchini
Try to cool me off shoulda never heat me up
Started from behind now they never keeping up
Know we had to bring it back to the east side
Know we had to bring it back The east side
Try to cool me off shoulda never heat me up
Started from behind now they never keeping up
Know we had to bring it back to the east side
Know we had to bring it back The east side
Yeah, whoa
Rookie on the field But a veteran inside
The team on my back Sending shivers down my spine
Talking to me different Shorty you must be insane
Make 'em sweat They be trailing on my blaze like I'm Dame
I'm the one Really I'm the one
Throwing shade catching heat Like I really am the sun
Aha man What a run You really had a run
Mr. marathon man Run up on you Head is spun
Got your neck it's twisted When I move They turn They know my body different
Probably tripping Jordan on your skull Like I'm karate kicking
Probably hitting If I punched your face I'd leave your body missing
Probably shifting You should probably give in I ain't tired of winning
Try to cool me off shoulda never heat me up
Started from behind now they never keeping up
Know we had to bring it back to the east side
Know we had to bring it back The east side
Try to cool me off shoulda never heat me up
Started from behind now they never keeping up
Know we had to bring it back to the east side
Know we had to bring it back The east side
Try to cool me off shoulda never heat me up
Started from behind now they never keeping up
Know we had to bring it back to the east side
Know we had to bring it back The east side
Try to cool me off shoulda never heat me up
Started from behind now they never keeping up
Know we had to bring it back to the east side
Know we had to bring it back The east side



Авторы: Christopher Valentine, Matthew Kramer, Josh Glazer Copyright: Self Published Through Distrokid



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