Lyrics

(Hot streak) Yeah Alright They said it couldn't be done but we moving along I like proving me right more than proving them wrong But always end up doing both Hot like the sun, I'ma catch steam I could run a whole city off the energy My ex had to settle for a bum, guess she couldn't find a better me She woulda had to look for a century I'm in the mud with the goonies, I'm making it out Married the game and I'm saying my vows I'll never turn on the people who turned me into the man I am now They said it couldn't be done but I went from an office to turning a profit Off dropping a lot, used to only be silence, but now if i drop it I got a whole flood in the comments Yeah, did this off nothing but guidance from me Get off the wave if you didn't contribute Then you cannot ride it for free She try to persuade me with sexual actions I'd rather spend time with me 'Cause I rarely get time to breathe But I know where you hide the keys So a nigga might slide like cool runnings Send me a video of whatcha gon' do for me Tryna see that the Blackmagic cam that you bought for the vlogs That cost twenty-two hundred She see the potential in taking advantage like everyone else does But I gotta stay focused cause I got some niggas I'm tryna acquire the belt from Yeah (Hot) Whoa And new heights that I'm trying to reach I'm talking higher than Burj Kalif I used to work for they money But lately I feel like the money been working for me I'll wait a day or two for the entire deposit to hit No service fees I used to make in a month what I earn in a week, jeez Yeah, my brain child being raised right I'm a fit parent Y'all had the spot for a couple months Fucked around lost it like miscarriage All the antics and attention grabbing yield dead and gone Word to Cliff Harris Ooh for a ton of reasons Oh yeah I love to see it I'm so far away form rolling the credits Don't invite hoes to my sessions Tell me have y'all stopped self sabotaging for praise I'm loading the question Opportunities hit you up But you're too preoccupied to open the message Universe gave you plenty chances But y'all pussy and you going against it Hot streak, hot streak They could be one one, but they not us Whole team bringing something to the table Circle set up like a potluck And it's not luck, got here cause they got me and I got them If they ain't in the deal, then its no deal Can't talk then, we locked in like (Hot) Locked in like (Yeah) Locked in for life (Hot Streak) You don't debate the measurement of the glass When you lit then it's a full cup Stock in me must be Español I'm on a bull run, everything looking up Competition wondering what deck I'm pulling from Where did time take us? Love the vibrations, opps getting violated This is not a cold world, I been on fire Tell 'em if they waiting on the fall off They gon' die waiting I want everything, I'm too serious The cash y'all spread in the pics in my Ethereum Patiently waiting, I'm 50 and em And since we talking about M's I need 50 of them I've turned skeptics Into niggas claiming we had some sort of friendship Belief doesn't show up until they have reason to benefit Stay on that side of the fence Think about what you said It fueled me to get here so I guess shout out to them But fuck them forever, I'll put it into effect Then put that shit bed, I'm too far ahead Too far removed from anything of the sense, bless (Hot, hot) Go! (Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot streak) Delusion has plagued my mind They said it couldn't be done but we moving the chains I'm mixing quality with quantity Output impressive, they gotta get used to the name My foot in the door Hot streak two in the air got 'em shook to the core Galaxy told me to looked for the beats that he sent me I told him to look in the morgue I took a chance Y'all took what what was left Shot my shot, damn, y'all couldn't hit the net Practicing for this very moment Been wearing out the gym Y'all know I got Teags with me, got Strauss with me Got HUSH on the mix Even though it's been a bumpy road I know somethings gotta give Regardless how it all goes down I'll love how it ends On God I told y'all I been heating up You know somethings gotta give And regardless how it all goes down I'll love how it ends, oh yeah (Hot streak) (Hot)
Writer(s): Adrian King, Olliver Joseph Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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