S.K.A.T.E. ft. Korrin Lyrics

Look, I'm an artist tryna part the skies with bars and rhymes

Always on the grind so I can't draw the line while I'm jottin' mines

A car can drive, but what's the engine without the gas?

These haters just fuel the fire so I'm never coming in last

Sparks fly when I start the song and I'm on the mic

I got some rides that when you park the car, the tires light on fire

Whipping corners in the foreign, shooting rhymes like dice

And it's kinda hard to find studio time

Cause I ain't got no label, I'm independent

And I got no intentions of quitting

So Imma keep twisting heads like an exorcism with my lyricism

Just a kid on his bed

Scribblin' writtens until I split the lead like a blade to a Smith and Wesson

Grip the tec and throw up a flare in a fit of rage

Now hold your cell phones in the air cause Imma hit the stage

My lungs are scorching, man, I take my own breath away

And I'm so ahead of my time, tomorrows are my yesterdays, uh

Better days, I know that you seen better days

Playing tennis with your head while I watch paper elevate, what

Don't try to belittle me, cause little do you see

I'm just leisurely spilling either

And it just needs some—

Skill, knowledge, ability, time, and effort

I been at it for a minute, people thinking that they better

We stay grinding, never stop

Tryna work around the clock

I been gunning for the top

Peeling caps with my Beretta

Aye, said I ain't going places, look who's talking now

But if I trip while I'm skating, then I just walk it out

Walk it out, walk it out

Walk it out, walk it out

East side, but I'm chillin' out in Cali

Baby momma callin', keep callin', she wanna try me

I'm with my niggas and we finna hit a lick

Skatin' down the block like Rubik's, we make it spin, yeah

Click-clack, that's the sound of the burner

Make you see the truth like your name was Sojurner

And I wish a nigga would Timmy Turner

Send 'em to the cosmos, then we 'bout to turn up

If you didn't know, now you know

Nigga this is Korrin, so watch a nigga flow

Fuckin' in the pool, watch this bitch float

Messin' with a side bitch, then I'm going ghost (I'm going ghost)

Then I ghost (Then I ghost)

Now they know (Now they know)

I'm going ghost, yeah yeah

Skill, knowledge, ability, time, and effort

I been at it for a minute, people thinking that they better

We stay grinding, never stop

Tryna work around the clock

I been gunning for the top

Peeling caps with my Beretta

Aye, said I ain't going places, look who's talking now

But if I trip while I'm skating, then I just walk it out

Walk it out, walk it out

Walk it out, walk it out

Walk it out, walk it out

Walk it out, walk it out

Walk it out, walk it out

Walk it out, walk it out