Heat
Verse 1:
Gas station coffee that doubles as an ash tray/Nutter butter wrapper in the passenger half ate/3AM city dwellin night time passé/Qaurter drunk, three quarter caffeinated café/Shootin J’s with the micheal Jordan step back fade/Under street lights like a zombie from the last days/Size 14 women Roshes in the black gray/Head light, tail light, cutting as I blast bass/Had to pass say no thanks for pro quo/Smoke stoges on the city port while the boats load/Never gonna change, always moving in assault mode/Cutting through the night time, momma thinks I no-doz/Never did the drugs, but I know I’m getting old though/And seeing all the faces losing out the photos/So now I sell out these whole shows steady on repeat/And I know they making money, but dog I’m making heat, go…
Hook:
Who’s looking for the heat?
I’ll tell you where it be
100 co-sign rewind guarantee man
I put that on the heat
I tell you what I see
I’m working round the clock just to hit you with these beats
Man I’m coming with the heat
We in a different league
You playing for the money and I’m playin’ for the team
Man I’m hittin ‘em with heat
My coffee with the cream
Sitting back in my seat in my forest green
Like who’s lookin’ for the heat?…
Verse 2:
Cheetah print skirt, making out on the car hood/Hiking through the falls with some left over bar food/Working out every day tryin’ to make my heart move/Lookin to survive, the game will leave you barbequed/Volunteer Park view, 5AM sunrise/Shorty on my lap says she never like the young guys/Feelin’ like ‘em sometimes/But I know I’m siezin’/Momentum when I’m steezin’ on ‘em every single evening/Never seem to leave it/Car tires on the cement/Done preaching to the choir so it’s fire I’m careening/Reheated Americano sippin in the car seated/Night time prowler, grimy after hours never sleepin’/Off-day, on day, workdays, and weekends/Everything blends rusty driver door squeekin’/We’ve been/Pushin’ round the clock on our feet/So if you lookin’ for the money man I’m searchin for the heat, go…
(Hook 1x)