Luke the Kid - E.T.'s Return (feat. G$kurr)

This is about to go hard bro, I'm just letting you know right now
Uno, dos, tres, we feel the space
Uno, dos, tres, we feel the space
Riding with the lick, shawty get a grip
Working ten to six, yeah, I make my own shifts
Yeah, I got gifts, gotta share them on my trip
Yeah, I got a list and it's long like my wrist
Geeked out, looking for a way to get some sleep
Now speed dial, money on the phone, cause you calling me for peace
Now I'm not scared to be alone when the fuckin' beat's loud
Running through the mud, but I'm off the fuckin' streets
How? Cause I never stop
I've been stacking my paper till I'm sitting on the top
Yeah, self-made player, I don't need no fuckin' boss
Bitch, be using up my key to pick out the fuckin' locks
I won't do that shit again, I'm gon' learn from what I've lost
Pushing gross domestic products that I'm stashing in my socks
Never greedy, always giving back like Robin Hood the Fox
Bitch, always giving back like I'm Robin Hood the Fox
Uno, dos, tres, we feel the space. Uno, dos, tres, we feel the space. Uno, dos, tres, we feel the space. Uno, dos, tres, we feel the space
Yeah, fill the space up with the knowledge, saw the inches go to mileage
I can teach you how to do it, I ain't even go to college
See me lining up the chakras, yellow, green, red like a Rasta
Man, you better fix your posture, woo
Irreplaceable
Step up to the mic and my style is unmistakable
This is real life, I'm not trying to be relatable
I tried to explain to you, but just don't think you're capable
Geeked out, looking for a way to get some sleep
Now speed dial, money on the phone, cause you calling me for peace
Now I'm not scared to be alone when the fuckin' beat's loud
Running through the mud, but I'm off the fuckin' streets
How? Cause I never stop
I've been stacking my paper till I'm sitting on the top
Yeah, self-made player, I don't need no fuckin' boss
Bitch, be using up my key to pick out the fuckin' locks
I won't do that shit again, I'm gon' learn from what I've lost
Pushing gross domestic products that I'm stashing in my socks
Never greedy, always giving back like Robin Hood the Fox
Bitch, always giving back like I'm Robin Hood the Fox
Riding with the lick, shawty get a grip
Working ten to six, yeah, I make my own shifts
Yeah, I got gifts, gotta share them on my trip
Yeah, I got a list and it's long like my wrist
Wrist, wrist, wrist motion, shawty drowning in the ocean
Never sinking, though I'm floating, now I'm getting that promotion
Man, you know I'm finna go in on a boat
I guess I'll row it, Plantin' seeds and then we grow, oh, oh, grow it
Plant seeds and then we grow, grow, grow, grow it
Plant seeds and then we grow, grow, grow, grow it
Plant seeds and then we grow, grow, grow, grow, grow, grow

Written by:
Geno Bertolozzi, Luke Zanutto

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