Burnt Spoons (IYKYK) Lyrics

Burnt spoons inside cereal bowls

Burnt spoons inside cereal bowls

Tv never worked

Got damn antennas was broke

Yeah, burnt spoons inside cereal bowls

Burnt spoons inside cereal bowls

Tv never worked

Got damn antennas was broke

Yeah, burnt spoons inside cereal bowls

Burnt spoons inside cereal bowls

Fruit loops contaminated

Ironically this fruity loops I'm rhyming on

My nigga he jail break it

Come from throwing rocks at the chain gang

Wa da da dang

One ankle sprain

From literally blowing up the game

More Cain than O-Dog

You niggas so soft

All gang and no dawg

Won't let that verse release

Unless it's about some real shit

No fluff bars

My battle scars from the field bitch

Partaking in nothing that I can't live wit

Over do my part

Disregarding bout who you live wit

Show disrespect

We shooting protected government buildings

Kidnapping wives mamas and children

No remorse if I resort to the kill switch

Too cool to ever stress about who a bitch with

Revolving door the same way that you came In

The same way you gon leave shit

To all my Brothers and kinsmen

Bob yo head if you feel this

This the flow that a nigga gon build wit

No gossip rags or paparazzi

They hate me probably

But bitch I'm about to blow up

Tell Cole to pay me properly

For all my niggas that's government property

Hold ya head

You gotta be stronger when you locked my G

Burnt spoons inside cereal bowls

Burnt spoons inside cereal bowls

Tv never worked got damn antennas was broke

Yeah, burnt spoons inside cereal bowls

Burnt spoons inside cereal bowls

Tv never worked got damn antennas was broke

Yeah, burnt spoons inside cereal bowls

Burnt spoons inside cereal bowls

Mom dukes,

And pops too

Said get at you

Nobody ever,

Taught us how to hustle

We was naturals

We had to

Grew up in the slums

Not a castle

Had mom dukes

Whipping up them chickens

Like it's fast food

Could've thrown salt

But it's mo playa to get at you

A Nap nigga

Whipping like Jeff Gordon

Had a flag too

Ain't ask too

Knew it was a go

Never had to

You niggas dropping dimes Like some bitches

Streets volume 2

Got 3 of my niggas with a .22

Figured I would rather hoop

Goals is too big

But if I call my dawgs

They letting loose

Fuck going to jail

I'd rather shoot

That took me out the loop

Won't say too much

Hope they repented before they met the truth

Bang

Mari

Damn Unk what's wrong with this spoon

I'm sitting here eating my cereal and shit

I think you need to clean it

Nah you good

Just go grab another one out the sink

I went over there I looked

They all black

Burnt spoons inside cereal bowls

Burnt spoons inside cereal bowls

Tv never worked got damn antennas was broke

Yeah, burnt spoons inside cereal bowls

Burnt spoons inside cereal bowls

Tv never worked got damn antennas was broke

Yeah, burnt spoons inside cereal bowls

Burnt spoons inside cereal bowls

With all the odds stacked against me

Feel like I could crack DaVinci

Learned the beat codes

And went beast mode till the pack was empty

Spitting like hear ye hear ye

My vision got seen clearly

After I spit a sixteen

And they seen they wasn't fucking wit me

Honestly, my sixteens be more twenty to twenty-four

Can't believe I'm charging y'all nothing

For the game I got on the floor

For game I got on the turf

For game I got on the bench

Started where I was

When couldn't no coach get me to sit

Couldn't no boss tell me to mop

I been cleaning up a lot

Grew up where the dope spots

Was syncing with coke drops

You see it bussing on the first

Vivrant thing on the fifteenth

Eyes wide open

Was soaking in game like a cotton tee

The spotlight is on me

Like Frank Lucas in a mink

Never falling out with my niggas

If you don't see em they probably wasn't for me

I always been one to dream

And chase it like it's seen

Conscious too big

Til' I injected fuck it in my stream