Hotspot ft. Raynk Lyrics

Days off the hot spot

Blazed in the hot box, uh

No, you is not, not

What we on when we drop, drop, uh

'Cause we drop tops every time that they drop in, uh

I'm not popping

'Til the day I was popped in, uh

The day I was locked in, uh

Off this Earth, Spock then, uh

Couldn't spot him

That's a lot dropped, uh

Off the hot spot 'cause we had to make our fucking way

(Had to make a way, had to make a way)

Okay, okay, okay, okay

'Til this day I be locked in

'Til this fucking day I be grinding

Trucking through

Reminding, gotta stay on the rail

Blinding those who visions' shield

I've got the vision still

Infi-not, wisdom-willed

Wither with the tether

Ties to time severed

Winner when the weather on side of a rising tide forever

Mental climate in the midst of a pole shift

So when I think this hot shit spit the coldest

Don't tell me what bold is

Raynk an introvert tryna' reach millions

Building myself, I don't see ceilings

Just sky lights, aye that's my ride

Throw up the peace sign and then ascend

Been fine, listen a sense for the rhyme

To the rhythm

The shine he's been given

With the lines he's been written

A star, it's been written in the stars from the start

Far from the art that I'm starving my heart

Ark of the covenant

See me as an artifact that they gotta covet

Fuck staying underground undiscovered

If that's what it takes to be a legend

I'd rather be a current king

Occuring during the lightning

Enduring, insuring the bling, bling

Running through the rumbling, humbling

Wings sting when they're forced out your back

Sick thing

Man sickness attracts

Quick flings with the deaths of your past

Cold lines connected through the hot spot don't crash

Days off the hot spot

Love it or not, huh?

Know you are not mine

What you been on love, stop

I hear the whispers from the block hot

Blocking them all now

'Til the day I see the fallout

Ringing in my ears lately

I feel the buzz but nobody paged me

Rush of blood filling up

Filling up my cup

What elixir? 'Nuff said

Enough in my head

On the hot spot where the fiends pull up

Ain't no friends pull up

Think I've seen enough

Heart of tuff, out the stone where I pulled my lungs

Felt the light touch, man it's been so long

Growing up fast, might have done wrong

Growing up black, maybe you know

On the West side, throw the peace up

It's on the design, all by design

Wearing designer makes you feel alive

Death by dishonor with chains on your mind

Cuff on your wrist, gold on your neck

Now tell me the price

Please tell me the price

Price has gone up

Tell me, you with me or not?

Driving too fast, can't see in the blind spot

Signal from hot spot

And I've got luck with my crop

Yes I've got luck with my crop

My crop

Pay to get even or pay what you owe?

Latin or Greek, Homer seizing the moment, ugh

Leader of life

Caliphate time

Ties run deep and I'm taking it the whole mile

Sun up 'til sun down

Hot spot is my lifestyle

Hot spot is my lifestyle

Days off the hot spot

Love it or not, huh?

Know you is not, not

What you been on love, stop

I hear the whispers from the block

Every time that they drop in, uh

I'm not popping

'Til the day I was popped in, uh