Cut The Stove Off... Lyrics

Look, this sound like I spray-painted on the concrete

I checked in the time sheet, I had to wait on Godspeed

I make you feel it in your body like biology

Now these niggas seeing that I made it, it's apologies

Before I left the crib, I hope I cut the stove off

He got too much pride to save his face, he cut his nose off

This world a prison and I'm wilding in the day room

BBL her body but she did it for the shaderoom

I don't really know what else to say to him

I said the goons get you clapped before the afternoon

I'm from the backyard, the biggity biggity backyard

They transfer your consciousness to an avatar I went from small to an extra large

Hit him with an Illmatic Escobar

It's a lot of real reasons why I really hated

I can't care to stand these niggas, dawg

This shit is crazy

Look, I spray-painted on the brownstone

I heard your phone tap, you can hear the crackling on the dial tone

I use the streets as my backbone

Man, it's so hard to leave the trap alone

Got me moving bass to these records that you rap along

I'm mastering the ceremony microphones

Cause you gotta know, Skreechy, we gon' set the tone

Record deals, the slaves in chains

I'm a beast, ready to eat like stranger things

Okay, I'm Pablo, maybe

These niggas stab your back and then act like you crazy

Ayo, it's a yes, no, or maybe

It's 17.5 to rockabye, baby

They don't want no paper, they lazy

I'm trying to buy a house, then I breed my lady