J3t-L33 - H3AT3D

Nigga too heated
I aint geared for retreats
But its thats time of life
When some decisions
Show your weak
So I step inside the box
Got to pivot on my heat
Keep my head
Above the waves
Cant fall prey to what I see
Its a constant meditation
Cant get high like NCG.
Conversations with the pilot
Guess they see my destiny
Destination devastation
Embers burn
Rebirth a nation
Aint No way to dis a hater
They're going to do it
In their sleep
Maybe thats why god made them
Rather be a better me
Folks busy telling lies
I just tell it how it be
You know J3T gone let it fly
Aint no way I miss the breeze
Know a nigga always high
Afterburner catch the contact
Alibi leave them folks
Looking like some blind men
Pull up to the viewing
Screaming why man
Regret aint on my mind man
Success is all I know
Even when I'm at my low
Give it time
And I bet my plan grow
Elavate shift the flow
Better yet let it blow
One life let them know
Fuck it!
Nuts hanging to the floor
Bodies deeper down below
Souls round my throat
The weight I carry into war
Skulls and crosses
Wins and losses
Bitches and bosses
Pussy and profit
Tropical stoppage
Trendy no topic
N0 Cl0ut
How I rock it
Cock it and pop it
No showing the rocket
Run up so proper
So Sorry for mama
Deliver no dogging
Hooking your noggin
Moving my pawns
Chessing my problems
Looking around
At peace with my options
Counting my profit
Know I'm down
To pop the rocket
Aint gotta question
If its cocked
Pass to my mans
He pop it
On a hunt for profit
I'ma Keep it real
So you know
So that means I play for keeps
Talking my shit
Fuck whatever
All you hoes on
Chit Chat this and that
Bitch Show me some pac
Bitch Show me sum stacks
Proceed to
Snatch his hat
Hoe you can at that
If it aint bout a check
Show me where the door at
We coming with some drums
Like Metro dont trust that
Leave the jakes
Without a chance
I'ma ride regardless
I'ma pull his card
He reneged
And thats wack
Oh he mad
I might laugh
Flat his shit
And thats that
Nigga too heated
I aint geared for retreats
But its thats time of life
When some decisions
Show your weak
So I step inside the box
Got to pivot on my heat
Keep my head
Above the waves
Cant fall prey to what I see
Its a constant meditation
Cant get high like NCG.
Conversations with the pilot
Guess they see my destiny
Destination devastation
Embers burn
Rebirth a nation
Aint no way to dis a hater
They gon do it in they sleep
Maybe thats why god made them
Rather be a better me
Folks busy telling lies
I just tell it how it be
You know J3T gone let it fly
Aint no way I miss the breeze
Know a nigga always high
Afterburner catch da contact

Written by:
Leroy Parker, Jr.

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