Kayote - Keep on Looking

Everytime I try
AH

This heat I'm cooking, so be gone woman
I'm on heavyweight status this work I'm pushing
Yeah she had me locked down, but she lost her footing
Said it's 2020 bitch you can keep on looking
AH

You keep on lying, and I don't like it
One touch she turned on, on some iPhone 5 shit
she said but that I'm a Libra, indecisive
Now you ain't got a choice you get kissed, goodbye bitch
Cuz i got ice in my V's
I E N S I freeze, in my defense
I be providing stress
To be I T C H's who speak L I E S
So if you gon come at me then please just come correct
And if you gonna @ me then please show some respect
Cuz you happy on Twitter but in person looking bitter, my nigga
And I gave my ex the key to my heart
So although we ain't together we ain't really apart
Mindstate made me bitter so I treated her harsh
It's always words that'll sting when you heated of course
It's always worse than it seems when you see from afar
But then you take a closer look, start to heed your remarks
See that pain start to flame and you feeding the spark
So you gotta sit back, take a seat or depart
AH

This heat I'm cooking, so be gone woman
I'm on heavyweight status this work I'm pushing
Yeah she had me locked down, but she lost her footing
Said it's 2020 bitch you can keep on looking
AH

I could pack it, I could flip it, It get bagged, then sold, then rinsed
And it actually get did because I'm active with the shits
I got calvary in trenches really thrashing in the pits
And my casualties extensive, I could add you to the list
AH

This heat I'm cooking, so be gone woman
I'm on heavyweight status this work I'm pushing
Yeah she had me locked down, but she lost her footing
Said it's 2020 bitch, you can keep on looking
AH

Fuck that wifing shit, but if I bag she gotta be keeper
Fuck that hyphen shit, if she won't take your last name leave her
I been serving eights like can I get a slice of the pizza
Get you so high that shit will have you laughing with Jesus, uh
I been lifted with thick hits that kill niggas
I still stick with the bill, I'mma flip it forreal
I'm gem splitted with mixed pits that still hit us
I fill quick with appeal and I'm quick with the kill
I'm quick with the kill

I believe
I could make it
I could make it
Wooh

Written by:
Ethan Steide

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