Bringing The Heat ft. KUNDA Lyrics

77 Days left and I'm still here stuck on the pay cheque

Severe connections for better intentions

I'm finally starting to say less, yes

Sick of the talk I'm listening more

You call out the fights you don't want the war

I came with a mic I'm here at your door

I don't need my knights to settle the score

Fuck you I was told your a dog your a mutt not to trust you

Breaking the seams when I came on the scene then

You decided to bust through

Man I'm above you, Say that we're mates but that ain't what a bruv do

Land of the fakes if you stand with the snakes

I'll be slamming the jakes cuz I think your a cunt too

One too many times I've been put in positions

I cut off the people who hinder my visions

You think that were equals there's something your missing

Only think of yourself when your making decisions

I'm here for the team supporting my queen

The people around me yeah that is the difference

Work for my dreams it's not what it seems

The people that fucked me they were my deliverance

Everybody's always talking shit

But nobody's ever gonna act on it

Stepped back a bit watch you crack a fit

Now I'm jacked and I'm back where the action is

Oh yes, you know I came up with the best

Ain't talking bout chains on my chest

My circle is loyal I'm claiming the spoils

I'll boil And leave your stains out of the rest

This my game and you a guest

I'm a Caiman not a pest

Came to slay man, never rest

Your all the same and am bored of plain

Now I'm boarding plans and your all impressed

You all complained when you saw the gains

But when your in pain who you calling next

No need for names when you hear the claims

I don't flinch my aim so don't preach respect bitch

They talking but they ain't want it

Just marching in for some profit

Imma margin off cause I'm taking off

And their quoting all of my nonsense

I don't play pretend cause my patience been

Just wasted causing problems

So I pay the debt now I pay respect

Cause that time been sent to a coffin

I'm that flavor taste their frothing

À l'aise dans tout ce que je produis

There's some French to spice the entrée

Might get burnt just call it ombré

Shade gets sent when people false state

Run their mouth they think it's okay

Just be calm respect in your ways

Always true and know it won't change

I been down and out like Cobain

Shrapnel spread is hitting my brain

Feel a loss of calm I'm insane

So I'm rushing like I'm OJ

I philosophize like José

Feel like Hank I'm dealing propane

So when the timing right I'll just roll my die

And hope the odds in my way

I'm a catastrophic metaphoric view distorted piece of dog shit

Bad intentions wrong investments

Always stressing learn no lesson

So I prophesize like I seen the light

Write it out with my view in sight

Hypothesize like it's good advice

I run around like I got more lives

Music I use to release

Writing them letters for peace

Spitting colors to beats

From story's surrounding the streets

Scribbles get manic with ease

Famine no problem we feast

Passion driven no taking defeat

Ain't Miami but we bringing the heat