Heat

Well, flew into Miami Beach
I got a grey cloud on my mind
I'm having some trouble kicking some pills
I'm leaving that stuff behind
I'm in too deep on a couple of things
But I ain't really runnin' away
I'm gonna give it just as long as it takes
'Til I get back to feeling okay

Yesterday I scrapped a car
It was a dice roll fate
There wasn't any papers to worry about
And I destroyed the plates
I rented a car, got me a room
Little Havana got something to eat
Had a couple numbers, I didn't call
And I enjoyed the heat

(Heat) burning it back
(Heat) exposing the nerve
(Heat) melting layers of doubt
(Heat) who do you serve?

(Heat) I'm riding it out
(Heat) I got my ear to the street
(Heat) and my profile's intact
(Heat) I'm not accepting defeat

Well, hadn't talked to her since her mama had died
A song brought it back to me
Playing in a boat far off shore
Headed out to sea
I finished my coffee as the song drifted off
Now she could settle down
She had a fortune smile and maybe this time
She could leave this soul suckin' town

Was a man with a scar she'd taken up with?
Who knows the company we keep
I got in the car and drove through the night
I had a long way to go to sleep
The papers read they only had one lead
It was the make of a car
In a murder of a dealer and a pimp
Known for his facial scar

(Heat) burning it back
(Heat) exposing the nerve
(Heat) melting layers of doubt, asking
(Heat) "Who do you serve?"

(Heat) and I'm riding it out
(Heat) I got my ear to the street
(Heat) my profile's intact
(Heat) I'm not accepting defeat

(Heat)
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(Heat)
(Heat) who do you serve?

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Credits
Writer(s): Lonnie Rashid Lynn, James Dewitt Yancey, Tony Allen
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