Texas
Clock tickin' but I'm never on time for the weak talk... I'm the weight in the floorboards every time the street walk. Verse 1 Five bills in a stack, count 'em twice for the tension, They were hopin' for a break, I was plottin' the invention. Shadow box with the ghost of a broke situation, Now the engine in the whip is the only explanation. No handouts, just the blueprints and a cold heart, Watch me tear the whole finish line just to find the start. I don't look back, that's a waste of a rearview, If it ain't about the commas, then I can’t even hear you. Chorus Pressure made a diamond, yeah, the carbon is a weapon! I don't climb the ladder, I'm the ghost that they were steppin'! Big ego, big bag, watch the way the crown fit! Every battle that I faced was just a check inside the profit! Yeah, I'm really on that, really in it, really won! I'm the lightning in the bottle, I'm the flash before the gun! Verse 2 Saw the snake in the grass, bought a mower for the lawn, Now they lookin' for a favor like they wasn't really gone. Pockets heavy like a brick, had to hire a porter, Turned the chaotic mess into a military order. No feelings in the briefcase, just the digits and the seal, I'm the only thing in this city that is actually real. They talk about the struggle, I just talk about the loot, Tied the knots on my own shoes before I took the route. Breakdown (Beat cuts out, just the high-hats and a whisper) Listen close... They think they want the crown until it starts to leave a scar. I don't look at maps no more, I already know where we are. Isolated at the top, yeah, the air is gettin' thin, But I'd rather take the silence than the noise of them again. Ego large enough to block the sun out of the frame... Chorus Pressure made a diamond, yeah, the carbon is a weapon! I don't climb the ladder, I'm the ghost that they were steppin'! Big ego, big bag, watch the way the crown fit! Every battle that I faced was just a check inside the profit! Yeah, I'm really on that, really in it, really won! I'm the lightning in the bottle, I'm the flash before the gun! Outro Big ego. Big bag. Don't call me. Get gone.Icy, sparse bells. The sound of a heavy engine idling.) Clock tickin' but I'm never on time for the weak talk... I'm the weight in the floorboards every time the street walk. Verse 1 Five bills in a stack, count 'em twice for the tension, They were hopin' for a break, I was plottin' the invention. Shadow box with the ghost of a broke situation, Now the engine in the whip is the only explanation. No handouts, just the blueprints and a cold heart, Watch me tear the whole finish line just to find the start. I don't look back, that's a waste of a rearview, If it ain't about the commas, then I can’t even hear you. Chorus Pressure made a diamond, yeah, the carbon is a weapon! I don't climb the ladder, I'm the ghost that they were steppin'! Big ego, big bag, watch the way the crown fit! Every battle that I faced was just a check inside the profit! Yeah, I'm really on that, really in it, really won! I'm the lightning in the bottle, I'm the flash before the gun! Verse 2 Saw the snake in the grass, bought a mower for the lawn, Now they lookin' for a favor like they wasn't really gone. Pockets heavy like a brick, had to hire a porter, Turned the chaotic mess into a military order. No feelings in the briefcase, just the digits and the seal, I'm the only thing in this city that is actually real. They talk about the struggle, I just talk about the loot, Tied the knots on my own shoes before I took the route. Breakdown (Beat cuts out, just the high-hats and a whisper) Listen close... They think they want the crown until it starts to leave a scar. I don't look at maps no more, I already know where we are. Isolated at the top, yeah, the air is gettin' thin, But I'd rather take the silence than the noise of them again. Ego large enough to block the sun out of the frame... Chorus Pressure made a diamond, yeah, the carbon is a weapon! I don't climb the ladder, I'm the ghost that they were steppin'! Big ego, big bag, watch the way the crown fit! Every battle that I faced was just a check inside the profit! Yeah, I'm really on that, really in it, really won! I'm the lightning in the bottle, I'm the flash before the gun! Outro Big ego. Big bag. Don't call me. Get gone.
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Clock tickin' but I'm never on time for the weak talk... I'm the weight in the floorboards every time the street walk. Verse 1 Five bills in a stack, count 'em twice for the tension, They were hopin' for a break, I was plottin' the invention. Shadow box with the ghost of a broke situation, Now the engine in the whip is the only explanation. No handouts, just the blueprints and a cold heart, Watch me tear the whole finish line just to find the start. I don't look back, that's a waste of a rearview, If it ain't about the commas, then I can’t even hear you. Chorus Pressure made a diamond, yeah, the carbon is a weapon! I don't climb the ladder, I'm the ghost that they were steppin'! Big ego, big bag, watch the way the crown fit! Every battle that I faced was just a check inside the profit! Yeah, I'm really on that, really in it, really won! I'm the lightning in the bottle, I'm the flash before the gun! Verse 2 Saw the snake in the grass, bought a mower for the lawn, Now they lookin' for a favor like they wasn't really gone. Pockets heavy like a brick, had to hire a porter, Turned the chaotic mess into a military order. No feelings in the briefcase, just the digits and the seal, I'm the only thing in this city that is actually real. They talk about the struggle, I just talk about the loot, Tied the knots on my own shoes before I took the route. Breakdown (Beat cuts out, just the high-hats and a whisper) Listen close... They think they want the crown until it starts to leave a scar. I don't look at maps no more, I already know where we are. Isolated at the top, yeah, the air is gettin' thin, But I'd rather take the silence than the noise of them again. Ego large enough to block the sun out of the frame... Chorus Pressure made a diamond, yeah, the carbon is a weapon! I don't climb the ladder, I'm the ghost that they were steppin'! Big ego, big bag, watch the way the crown fit! Every battle that I faced was just a check inside the profit! Yeah, I'm really on that, really in it, really won! I'm the lightning in the bottle, I'm the flash before the gun! Outro Big ego. Big bag. Don't call me. Get gone.Icy, sparse bells. The sound of a heavy engine idling.) Clock tickin' but I'm never on time for the weak talk... I'm the weight in the floorboards every time the street walk. Verse 1 Five bills in a stack, count 'em twice for the tension, They were hopin' for a break, I was plottin' the invention. Shadow box with the ghost of a broke situation, Now the engine in the whip is the only explanation. No handouts, just the blueprints and a cold heart, Watch me tear the whole finish line just to find the start. I don't look back, that's a waste of a rearview, If it ain't about the commas, then I can’t even hear you. Chorus Pressure made a diamond, yeah, the carbon is a weapon! I don't climb the ladder, I'm the ghost that they were steppin'! Big ego, big bag, watch the way the crown fit! Every battle that I faced was just a check inside the profit! Yeah, I'm really on that, really in it, really won! I'm the lightning in the bottle, I'm the flash before the gun! Verse 2 Saw the snake in the grass, bought a mower for the lawn, Now they lookin' for a favor like they wasn't really gone. Pockets heavy like a brick, had to hire a porter, Turned the chaotic mess into a military order. No feelings in the briefcase, just the digits and the seal, I'm the only thing in this city that is actually real. They talk about the struggle, I just talk about the loot, Tied the knots on my own shoes before I took the route. Breakdown (Beat cuts out, just the high-hats and a whisper) Listen close... They think they want the crown until it starts to leave a scar. I don't look at maps no more, I already know where we are. Isolated at the top, yeah, the air is gettin' thin, But I'd rather take the silence than the noise of them again. Ego large enough to block the sun out of the frame... Chorus Pressure made a diamond, yeah, the carbon is a weapon! I don't climb the ladder, I'm the ghost that they were steppin'! Big ego, big bag, watch the way the crown fit! Every battle that I faced was just a check inside the profit! Yeah, I'm really on that, really in it, really won! I'm the lightning in the bottle, I'm the flash before the gun! Outro Big ego. Big bag. Don't call me. Get gone.
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