I Got The Heat

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Ugh, thinking aloud
 I must have a quarter million on me right now
 Hard to make a song about something other than the money
 Two things I'm about are talking blunt staying blunted
 Pretty woman are you here? Are you here right now, huh?
 We should all just disappear right now
 Look, you're getting all your friends and you're getting in the car
 And you're coming to the house, are we clear right now, huh?
 You seem to flee to all the new things
 Cop cars with the loose change
 All white like I move things
 Niggas see me rolling and their mood change
 Like a muthafucka
 New flow, I got a dozen of em
 I don't trust you, you're an undercover
 I could probably make some stepsisters fuck each other, whew
 Talking filets with the truffle butter
 Fresh sheets and towels, man she gotta love it
 Yeah, they all get what they desire from it
 What? Tell them niggas we ain't hiding from it
 x2
 Whatcha say huh?
 Whatcha say huh?
 Whatcha say huh?
 Real niggas all day, all day what
 Whew, this the kid from under
 They say it's better against the odds but I like even numbers
 The kid is all up in the cribbo, fucking on a bad bitch
 Ass like a hippo, leaving bitching crippled
 Read the bitch MO, play it like a demo
 Tricking when ya got it really is a n-o
 But I'm just really sticking what I feel right now huh
 Niggas can't stand real right now, huh?
 Can't see me, invisible
 Make ya bitch feening like the dick is critical
 Rappers try to see me, feeling so invisible
 Niggas try to be me, bout to get to physical
 Ain't stopping, pop lock it, [?] cock block it, Glock cock it
 [?] you know you bad
 Oh, it's the 8th wonder
 Wonder how I keep coming down with the Bay number
 Downplay the money, I play it off cause you ain't had a lot
 She say that I'm cocky, you know that I get that a lot
 Codeine, like a night game
 [?] cocaine came with a scale mane
 Trynna be the only one [?]
 I'll call you Billie Jean, but what would Mike say?
 In L.A, in L.A
 We in the mansion, all day
 MIA, all the girls with it
 Late night, all the girls say "Get it, get it"
 8 mill for the new home
 See the gold car, she like [?] home
 Milk shades I'll bring it to ya face nigga
 Like whatcha say, whatcha say nigga

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Duration
04:46
Key
4
Tempo
160 BPM

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