Lyrics Heater 2 - Ekoh

Heater 2

I took the time to go write all this shit on the set at the video
No need to test me, I already know I’m a sick individual
You dream too small, afraid to go fail, that’s why I don’t fuck with you
Takin two L’s &I put em together and look at em different oh damn, that’s a W!
I be on the up and up it’s getting hard to breathe and get accustomed with the
elevation
Know I’ve got the heart and I’ve always had the bars, I’m a star but they still
want me to demonstrate it
Fuckin with the E-K-O-H when I hit em with a replay
Man this shit too lit, can’t see straight, did it on my own I ain’t ever needed
teammates
Yea
I don’t even see where you really get off tryin to talk bout me man
Fucking up the track like I’m throwin a train (A-train) after shooting up with
compound v yea
I’m not in a band cuz it’s hard to get along with anybody when you always got a
gold standard
I’ve got no manners, I can do whatever I want and nobody’s gonna stop it like
I’m homelander
Ew
I digress
Fuck da top 3, I’m the best
Oh my god, you hear what he said?
He thinks he’s better than Kendrick &Em
I’m just talkin shit, if you can’t see that one
Then go get fucked and then stay fucked that’s word to Jake and Kevin, what up!
Bitch I’m on a run, get it done, check the funds in the stock, in the bank cuz
it goes up
But the flow too cold the degrees go low, make it rain make it snow,
zip ya coats up
From the gutter to the stage at the show, to the park where we skate,
they been sayin that I’m so dope
I already know you came with some hoes and I guess that you’re cool but I
really got some goals so
I don’t give a fuck if they hate it
Cuz what I’m really tryin to do is set a record and break it
And I don’t wanna give a second of my life to the negative
I be going like I’m runnin on adderall and adrenaline
Another fuckin moment that I need to be lookin
At all the people that’s around me like whos here to just look good
And doesn’t really give a damn about the shit that we doin
The fans that we helpin', and all the ones connectin with the music yea
Got em like «damn, what’s he really doin now?
Can we check the formula?
How he doin that, keep on makin big noise in the game?
there’s more of us.»
I know that you’re mad thinkin that it doesn’t make much sense, it sorta does
When you give more of how you feel and it’s real in the shit that you write
there’s more to love
Yo, I just experiment
Makin these bombs in my house I’m a terrorist
Flirt with the game I ain’t tryin to marry it
Just a quick fuck in my room at the Marriott
What you starin at?
You embarrassin
You look dumb as fuck, why you wearin that?
All these dudes tryin to talk to my manager really gettin old, we just call em
Karens yea
I know the talent not up for discussion
Proving y’all wrong when you all doubt me, that’s my shit I love it
Ain’t had a real job since 2018 fully self funded
Now when I breathe in-between takes, the only time I punch in
The crew is small but we proceed
No Snyder cut, but this is Just Us League
I don’t think I’m done yet tho, bring the fucking beat back in like 321, ready?
I know they don’t wanna put in time and do the work until it pays off
Get up on the damn ship till it takes off
Used to never give a fuck about me when I made songs
Now they want a little bit more, chic fil a sauce
Got it made I’m
On that rada
No Dwayne but I rock like I’m Aesop
If you see me out &I'm in a Maybach
Then it’s prolly stolen and I’m running from the dang cops
Ew
Came to play, make the gains, goin up, but I stay the same
Can’t complain, man I’m doin what I love and there ain’t a damn thing
That can change that, I still got the same vans, that I had from way back
When I made that free verse 3 that you love but I’m sayin that
New shit on the way hella fresh like the break pads
I don’t ever use em man the foot is always straight gas