Heat Check
Give me the rock
It ain't your time homie look at the clock
Hitting my shots on the way to the top
And I never lose so get out the mops, uh
Throw me the rock
Throw me the rock
Throw me the rock, aye
You better watch
I got the shot
You getting popped, aye
Watch out, watch out
Move thru the lane with the top down
Hottest one out of my block now
Kill it no cap you get knocked down
Where's all the talking? It's crickets.
They was all chirping 'til they seen the digits
Now they all sticking around cuz they don't wanna miss it
I'm living this life and I'm minding my business
I got a lot on my mind
Dreamin I'm living divine whenever I rhyme
I feel like a King cuz I got the shine
Most underrated on the west coast
Killing beats, they on death row
Said I been a dog ima prove 'em wrong
Others up now but I'm next though
Give me the rock
It ain't your time homie look at the clock
Hitting my shots on the way to the top
And I never lose so get out the mops, uh
Throw me the rock
Throw me the rock
Throw me the rock, aye
You better watch
I got the shot
You getting popped, aye
Shoot like I'm Damion Lee
Messin with me then you paying a fee
Been on my grind like I'm making the league
It's musical chairs when I come for the throne cuz you know I'm taking the seat
I'm never missing a beat
Why they keep switching on me?
I got the drive ain't no need for the key
If you ain't on my side then you picking defeat
Woah, woah
I really been on the go
Laney that boy he be cold
This for the people who still aren't sold
Take a look at me cuz I'm 'bout to blow
Think that you know me you don't
I'm steady reaching my goals
They tryna copy the notes, yeah
Been on my lone like I'm Post
Swear they be doing the most
Not one to brag or to boast
But I'm finna ball like the pros
Even though there be people that still think I won't, aye
All I gotta say is they better pray
Cuz they try to shoo me away
But I play even better when I'm on the road
Give me the rock
It ain't your time homie look at the clock
Hitting my shots on the way to the top
And I never lose so get out the mops, uh
Throw me the rock
Throw me the rock
Throw me the rock, aye
You better watch
I got the shot
You getting popped, aye
It ain't your time homie look at the clock
Hitting my shots on the way to the top
And I never lose so get out the mops, uh
Throw me the rock
Throw me the rock
Throw me the rock, aye
You better watch
I got the shot
You getting popped, aye
Watch out, watch out
Move thru the lane with the top down
Hottest one out of my block now
Kill it no cap you get knocked down
Where's all the talking? It's crickets.
They was all chirping 'til they seen the digits
Now they all sticking around cuz they don't wanna miss it
I'm living this life and I'm minding my business
I got a lot on my mind
Dreamin I'm living divine whenever I rhyme
I feel like a King cuz I got the shine
Most underrated on the west coast
Killing beats, they on death row
Said I been a dog ima prove 'em wrong
Others up now but I'm next though
Give me the rock
It ain't your time homie look at the clock
Hitting my shots on the way to the top
And I never lose so get out the mops, uh
Throw me the rock
Throw me the rock
Throw me the rock, aye
You better watch
I got the shot
You getting popped, aye
Shoot like I'm Damion Lee
Messin with me then you paying a fee
Been on my grind like I'm making the league
It's musical chairs when I come for the throne cuz you know I'm taking the seat
I'm never missing a beat
Why they keep switching on me?
I got the drive ain't no need for the key
If you ain't on my side then you picking defeat
Woah, woah
I really been on the go
Laney that boy he be cold
This for the people who still aren't sold
Take a look at me cuz I'm 'bout to blow
Think that you know me you don't
I'm steady reaching my goals
They tryna copy the notes, yeah
Been on my lone like I'm Post
Swear they be doing the most
Not one to brag or to boast
But I'm finna ball like the pros
Even though there be people that still think I won't, aye
All I gotta say is they better pray
Cuz they try to shoo me away
But I play even better when I'm on the road
Give me the rock
It ain't your time homie look at the clock
Hitting my shots on the way to the top
And I never lose so get out the mops, uh
Throw me the rock
Throw me the rock
Throw me the rock, aye
You better watch
I got the shot
You getting popped, aye
Credits
Writer(s): Brennan Goulding
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