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Burning it down in a hot box
Rolling passed me in a cop car
Now we in a chase down the boulevard
We was driving on a main road
And my seat was down low so nobody know
Told me slow down
Ahead is a toll
I pulled up in the Parkeway
Six goons gazing my way
Switch to the room it's a different place
Knew that beat was bouta bang
Ima mind reader
Sensitive to bullshit when I channel the ethers
It's spiritual how we rock
I'm connected to your airwaves
Ahh
Crystallize my heart
Never met another frequency
I get nervous the way you look at me
Yeah
Bruise my ego cause ima G yeah
Make me tweak out
Or make me geek
Yeah
Been thinking bout you all week
Crystallize my heart
Never met another frequency
And if the gat is what you mean
I got two on me
One to guide me through the scene
And we dance to the beat
Make a melody
When I make that choppa sing
Hot box
Rollin pass me in a cop car
Now we in a chase down the boulevard
Six goonz gazing my way
Switch to the room it's a
Different place
And the other is to cover and
Protect me from the deep
6 goonz in my way
Tell you the truth
A mistake
Aim straight for the face
Young nigga said I was ruthless
Obvi the reason I did this
All of these bodies are soulless
Of course I was high when I wrote this
Yet y'all still don't know where the smoke is
I had to start from the lowest
While all you bitches is puppets
Spoke to your new bitch
Must be unfortunate to date a barbie doll
Talking the most shit
Luckily I won't burn in the sun
Burn in the sun
I take heat to my melanin
Burn in the sun
On this beat
Me and Bones become one
Burnin in it down in a hot box
Rollin pass me it's a cop car
Now we in a chase down the boulevard
I pulled up in the Parkeway
Switch to the room it's a
Different place
Can u turn the music down pls?
WRITERS
Azariyah McLean
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