Heatstroke
I'm frustrated, constantly fucking angry
And the cops be taking shots
Instead of stopping bodies with tasers
I just can't take it
Ride around looking anxious
Ima lose my fucking life any moment
I hope I make it and I
Stay running ever since a youngin'
Sorry, got to say it
I'm proud of who I'm becoming bitch I
Can't puff it, never say nothing
And this rain so cold
And you haters stay fronting I know
I'm smoking loud, going rounds
I'm looking proud when I go
Don't turn it down, yeah, that sound
gone be around when I go
Wake up
Yeah, that's always what they telling me
Ride around town
Straight looking for a felony
Mask up, looking at my homie
And I know that he my backup
Looking at my shorty
Do it for me, throw that ass up
Don't tell me fucking stories
It get gory, I'm on bath salts
Loading up the clip
The Blxxd drip, on the asphalt
Hear his fucking neck
And his head when it snap off
Everybody left me for dead
Guess I'll back off
I don't want the drama
Want the check while you slack off
Earning all my money and respect
through these ass songs
Bitch, I'm locked in
on my Joe Burrus for the top ten
Catch it on film
Face of death
Can't stop then
Lost kin
Do this often, don't retaliate
Like I'm Bruce Wayne
See me dogging in the alleyway
Blemished rides
watching for the tide
Reminiscing times
Life just pissing by
Fuck around and you gone sip it dry
Talking missing highs
Feelings I don't ever recognize
Killing all my pain
but that shits still never reconciled
I can't lie forever
Breaking down, cold sweats
I'll be lying in my grave
Maybe then I'll take a breath
I be dying everyday
But this shit is what I get
Still riding with my brothers
Bitch, I'll never feel regret
Triple six mixed
Wit the Blxxd moon swerving
Ripping in the sticks
Overshadow all the vermin
Hounds stay sick
We already know what y'all stay learning
Got a million fucking hits
Keep a million blunts burning like
And the cops be taking shots
Instead of stopping bodies with tasers
I just can't take it
Ride around looking anxious
Ima lose my fucking life any moment
I hope I make it and I
Stay running ever since a youngin'
Sorry, got to say it
I'm proud of who I'm becoming bitch I
Can't puff it, never say nothing
And this rain so cold
And you haters stay fronting I know
I'm smoking loud, going rounds
I'm looking proud when I go
Don't turn it down, yeah, that sound
gone be around when I go
Wake up
Yeah, that's always what they telling me
Ride around town
Straight looking for a felony
Mask up, looking at my homie
And I know that he my backup
Looking at my shorty
Do it for me, throw that ass up
Don't tell me fucking stories
It get gory, I'm on bath salts
Loading up the clip
The Blxxd drip, on the asphalt
Hear his fucking neck
And his head when it snap off
Everybody left me for dead
Guess I'll back off
I don't want the drama
Want the check while you slack off
Earning all my money and respect
through these ass songs
Bitch, I'm locked in
on my Joe Burrus for the top ten
Catch it on film
Face of death
Can't stop then
Lost kin
Do this often, don't retaliate
Like I'm Bruce Wayne
See me dogging in the alleyway
Blemished rides
watching for the tide
Reminiscing times
Life just pissing by
Fuck around and you gone sip it dry
Talking missing highs
Feelings I don't ever recognize
Killing all my pain
but that shits still never reconciled
I can't lie forever
Breaking down, cold sweats
I'll be lying in my grave
Maybe then I'll take a breath
I be dying everyday
But this shit is what I get
Still riding with my brothers
Bitch, I'll never feel regret
Triple six mixed
Wit the Blxxd moon swerving
Ripping in the sticks
Overshadow all the vermin
Hounds stay sick
We already know what y'all stay learning
Got a million fucking hits
Keep a million blunts burning like
Credits
Writer(s): Lukas Sisemore
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