I’m turned up, i can’t feel my face
Temperature rising i'm heating the place,
We ain't playing for rings and that trophy i mention before, i let em keep
It was the best as there was no teeth that i met, just the moist and warmth from her heat
And maybe like your raps, worn-out from the heat of hell
Young and dumb as hell, businesses i'm running well
Just the model, a dozen hollows is tough to swallow
Just to pay to eat and sleep with fuckin heat on tomorrow
Come to my street and try to handle this heat
Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet
Surviving in the cold takes more than the heat of rage and hate,
Do it with no effort, now lets effin' celebrate
Back, oh well ima bring the heat, and make you take a seat
Don't dietevery milla fish fridayi'm squad deep
And you know i got the heat.
I keep my money neat
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