Heyyy (Album Version) - Grits/Unknown
Written by：Heyyy
Hey taxing with the traction
I'm parlaying in my zone
Forget what they gonna say
Haters and their fake gators
Catered to the ideals
That we gonna break shake at the site of my wheels
Turning like 20 20
Hundred spokes on baby blues
Powdered like the Johnston
Once its done and its being viewed
Relaxing when I hey
Taxing with the traction
I'm parlaying in my zone
Forget what they gonna say
Hey taxing with the traction
I'm parlaying in my zone
Forget what they gonna say
Haters and their fake gators
Catered to the ideals
That we gonna break shake at the site of my wheels
Turning like 20 20
Hundred spokes on baby blues
Powdered like the Johnston
Once its done and its being viewed
Relaxing when I hey
Taxing with the traction
I'm parlaying in my zone
Forget what they gonna say
Hey find the moment together all the evidence
Fathomed what is sub sequential
Paths in the barrel we lobsters and we love to pinch you
Get you in a bind like notebook paper
Kidnapper of innocents oh you the ones who take
Run hard bend break us
Fools whose say it say it
Choose trues play a play a
Whose blues don't confuse the blues clues play a play a
Why don't you chose the tools that's gonna well equip
Keep you fresh like celibate
And maybe one of these days we'll fellowship
Ain't that a trip
Ha ha you must've missed it
Ha ha ha don't get it twisted
Ha take the time revisit
Is it what the games been missing
Do you know that lanes change
Or do you simply underestimate the fact
A new outlook could evolve and brain change
I don't just be saying things
Allow my heart to know the words
Played the bubble bask and glow luminescent laugh and double
Troubles abound rebound to shake the fiber of our being
Seeing status for a moment
Warning a crack destroying each component
Hey taxing with the traction
I'm parlaying in my zone
Forget what they gonna say
Haters and their fake gators
Catered to the ideals
That we gonna break shake at the site of my wheels
Turning like 20 20
Hundred spokes on baby blues
Powdered like the Johnston
Once its done and its being viewed
Relaxing when I hey
Taxing with the traction
I'm parlaying in my zone
Forget what they gonna say
I hear the chatter chatter but it never matter
Flip with paper batter trying to get these themes fatter
Seem to make these haters matter
Look at em so sound bout to cry no sir
But my flesh wont let me do it
Got me numb to all emotion
Like the killer with a post it
I'm all off in my zone man
Wish they'd leave me lone man
Understand their bone
Trying to lead them to the throne
Where there's healing for the soul
And the least is made whole
And the grown is getting born again
Severed from the secret sin
Hidden from the eyes of man
Hopeless on the ropes again
Drowning in the shallow end
Taking dirty water in
Quickly dying slowly
Slipping deep into the distance
I'm pressing with the sisters
Resisting the resistors
They're tracking my sisters
My commitment is consistent
So they listen when they listen in
And digress to digest the diction's definition
And bypass the backlash of hater's that forget em
Hey taxing with the traction
I'm parlaying in my zone
Forget what they gonna say
Haters and their fake gators
Catered to the ideals
That we gonna break shake at the site of my wheels
Turning like 20 20
Hundred spokes on baby blues
Powdered like the Johnston
Once its done and its being viewed
Relaxing when I hey
Taxing with the traction
I'm parlaying in my zone
Forget what they gonna say
Hey taxing with the traction
I'm parlaying in my zone
Forget what they gonna say
Haters and their fake gators
Catered to the ideals
That we gonna break shake at the site of my wheels
Turning like 20 20
Hundred spokes on baby blues
Powdered like the Johnston
Once its done and its being viewed
Relaxing when I hey
Taxing with the traction
I'm parlaying in my zone
Forget what they gonna say