Tryna put it all in the track Hold nothing back, go and caress that feeling (That's it) We can fit it all in the back Money close demons, angel city (That's it) I like when the ceiling's slow, when the world's on hold let the summer heal it (That's it, that's it) I don't think I think too much, sometimes I drink too much let it be my Achilles' heel (That's it)
Fuck a deal, poppin' Tears of Fear I gotta chill, let it in, let it breathe so still It's too heavy
Money on my shoulders, this shit's too heavy I can't take it (It's too heavy) On my shoulders, on my shoulders I look down but I'm still ready (It's too heavy) If you lookin' at the city then you see what wе built (It's too heavy) It's on my shoulders, on my shoulders on my, ah, ah (It's too hеavy)
Cook the water up, I got the streets hot and scorching Went and hopped in that foreign, straight out the porch Moving like a YN with a switch, torch Got a mall in my closet, can't fly a sport You can't see me, I'm rare like a UFO I go private on islands, Geronimo Spent a M on a whip, step it to the floor Got 'em starstruck, I got 'em comatose Spent a couple chickens on a bag Chopped the Bugatti top, I do the dash Chasing shit down with the streets through the back She threw the fake, and they cappin' like glass Sniping the one that you love, yeah Might take her down in the club Step on the like a mutt I'm leaving thots in the dust (That's it, that's it)
Tryna put it all in the track Hold nothing back, go and caress that feeling (That's it) We can fit it all in the back Money close demons, angel city (That's it) I like when the ceiling's slow, when the world's on hold let the summer heal it (That's it, that's it) I don't think I think too much, sometimes I drink too much let it be my Achilles' heel (That's it)
On a seal, poppin' Tears of Fear (That's it, that's it) I gotta chill, let it in let it breathe in still (That's it, that's it)
Tryna put it all in the track Hold nothing back, go and caress that feeling (That's it) We can fit it all in the back Money close demons, angel city (That's it) I like when the ceiling's slow, when the world's on hold let the summer heal it (That's it, that's it) I don't think I think too much, sometimes I drink too much let it be my Achilles' heel (That's it)
On a seal, poppin' Tears of Fear (That's it, that's it) I gotta chill, let it in let it breathe in still (That's it, that's it)