Kickstart
• Written by HollowCheeks22
Recording:View Fullscreen
Lyrics:
I aint kicking the bucket
I'm flying out to space
Cuz my mind its Like a Rocket
Everytime that i light another
Toke, fuck it,
You hating on my Style
But your rap sounds broken
I need the subwoofer
to be bumping louder
So I can get started
Filling up my pockets
With the hundreds that I'm earning
after I'm done looking where to get em
When I find them I'ma take them
They think I'm joking
so they keep on bluffing
I pay no attention to the bullshit
I sit back and puff it,
toke it, Pass it
when the sun is shining
see the smoke floating
speakers bumping loud
until we Pop them
Like the niggas(blip) I do not fuck with
i think its in my DNA To be a baller
stacks taller than the players in the NBA
but I got to eliminate
The ones that wanna see me dead
The money is what i'm trynna get
blinded society I ain't trying to be a part of it
My Problem is that I don't want to fit in with the rest
I used to say Fuck work
I ain't feeling
im so sick of staying In
but so close to achieving it
so I say fuck this world when I feel alone
trying to get along
with the monster in my head
only wishing for the best while I play deaf
with thoughts that won't let me rest
Fuck stress
That shit will never gon let your rest
I've beeen stepping on top of my shit
I ain't like the rest
Most of Y'all motherfuckas are fake
Better stay away and stay up in your lane
If you kep chain-smoking like a train
cuz I'm feeling so fly
ain't nobody can get me off the plane
I'm blowing that shit up myself
Call me bane
When I got my mask on
Ready to inflect some pain
To these dirty bastards
Definition of happiness
Two speakers and one subwoofer that's bigger than your head
going psycho from hearing all these voices
in my head
I aint kicking the bucket
I'm flying out to space
Cuz my mind its Like a Rocket
Everytime that i light another
Toke, fuck it,
You hating on my Style
But your rap sounds broken
I need the subwoofer
to be bumping louder
So I can get started
Filling up my pockets
With the hundreds that I'm earning
after I'm done looking where to get em
When I find them I'ma take them
They think I'm joking
so they keep on bluffing
I pay no attention to the bullshit
I sit back and puff it,
toke it, Pass it
when the sun is shining
see the smoke floating
speakers bumping loud
until we Pop them
Like the niggas(blip) I do not fuck with
i think its in my DNA To be a baller
stacks taller than the players in the NBA
but I got to eliminate
The ones that wanna see me dead
The money is what i'm trynna get
blinded society I ain't trying to be a part of it
My Problem is that I don't want to fit in with the rest
I used to say Fuck work
I ain't feeling
im so sick of staying In
but so close to achieving it
so I say fuck this world when I feel alone
trying to get along
with the monster in my head
only wishing for the best while I play deaf
with thoughts that won't let me rest
Fuck stress
That shit will never gon let your rest
I've beeen stepping on top of my shit
I ain't like the rest
Most of Y'all motherfuckas are fake
Better stay away and stay up in your lane
If you kep chain-smoking like a train
cuz I'm feeling so fly
ain't nobody can get me off the plane
I'm blowing that shit up myself
Call me bane
When I got my mask on
Ready to inflect some pain
To these dirty bastards
Definition of happiness
Two speakers and one subwoofer that's bigger than your head
going psycho from hearing all these voices
in my head