Fuel
[00:00.89] Smokin' trees, I’m ridin' 'round
[00:01.68] Come to my side of town
[00:03.00] Lately, it’s been goin', goin', goin', goin', goin' down (Look, uh, look)
[00:06.20] All of my niggas gon' ride with it
[00:08.05] In the pocket, the rocket like Kellen Mond
[00:09.64] Mama told me the power was in the tongue
[00:11.25] But it probably ain't powerful as a gun
[00:13.10] All of you little cowards get devoured, I’m givin’ out flowers to anyone
[00:16.53] I ain't been out the house in a minute ’cause I ain't wit' it if the money is miniature
[00:19.73] I been mindin' my business, I’m business-minded
[00:21.92] I been spendin' some time with the minister
[00:23.52] 'Cause them niggas spinnin' shit and still sinnin' in the City of God and it's sinister
[00:26.97] Try to pray and rеpent in a synagogue or a mosque, a tеmple, a church
[00:30.16] Them brown skin's sentiment niggas hurtin'
[00:32.01] And murder's a common courtesy, for certainly
[00:33.89] R.I.P. be on the shirt, search, lurk, murk, squirt, dirt, first (Forty-eight)
[00:37.87] My nigga doin' four plus eight without a court date
[00:39.72] Talked the other day, he say he doin' okay
[00:41.31] He good, he gainin' weight, then got a sharp shank
[00:43.20] He made, he say they play, they gotta partake
[00:45.32] Homie got a heart full of hate and a face full of war paint
[00:47.98] Eyes all red, full of rage and it's hard to escape from a dark place
[00:50.09] East side niggas from the A, niggas all ages
[00:52.23] Tryna sell a pound of the dog cage
[00:53.82] All the OGs 'round town was our age
[00:55.41] Danger, sex, and drugs, X and R rated
[00:57.28] Danger, sex, and drugs, shit be outrageous
[00:58.97] But don't get this shit fucked up, my boy
[01:00.55] Ya lucked up once, then ya doubled up
[01:02.13] I dribble and pass it to the cup and triple-double it
[01:04.02] Get to the basket, get the cash and cuddle up
[01:05.60] Cover up, bundle up, batter up (Batter up)
[01:07.54] Um, talk a lot of smack and I could back it up
[01:09.39] Shawty wanna shag, wanna shack it up
[01:10.71] I can put her pussy on the platter like a platypus
[01:12.83] Nappy-head nigga, hair natted up
[01:14.44] I said, "Barbara," a nigga tatted up
[01:15.75] I won't argue, nigga mad as fuck
[01:17.61] 'Cause they ain't compatible, I'm finna catapult
[01:18.74] But niggas know it's goin'
[01:20.60] (Down, down, down, down, do-do-do-do—)
[01:22.45] If I run out of fuel, I won't
[01:25.37] What the fuck y'all gon' do if I don't
[01:29.10] Run out of fuel? (Down, down, down, down, do-do-do-do—)
[01:32.03] That scares the fuck out of you
[01:33.37] For a couple decades (Brrt)
[01:34.18] Been lettin' this TEC spray (Brrt)
[01:34.95] From that day that I met Dre (Brrt)
[01:36.30] So you liable to catch strays (Brrt)
[01:37.61] From the second you press play (What?)
[01:38.96] I suggest they (What?)
[01:40.01] Do not test like an essay (Why?)
[01:41.09] 'Cause like where my homies out west stay (Yeah)
[01:42.94] We can just say (What?)
[01:43.75] I'm like an R-A-P-E-R (Yeah)
[01:45.33] Got so many S-As (S-As), S-As (Huh)
[01:47.45] Wait, he didn't just spell the word "rapper" and leave out a P, did he? (Yep)
[01:50.91] R.I.P., rest in peace, Biggie
[01:52.50] And Pac, both of y'all should be living (Yep)
[01:54.35] But I ain't tryna beef with him (Nope)
[01:55.45] 'Cause he might put a hit on me like, "Keefe D, get him"
[01:57.84] And that's the only way you're gonna be killing me (Nah)
[01:59.44] Ain't gonna be on no beat, silly (Yeah)
[02:01.29] I beat the beat silly, on the grind like teeth gritting
[02:03.42] Call me "obesity" (Why?)
[02:04.48] You think it's over? Wait, it's just beginning
[02:06.34] Diss me and it ain't gonna be pretty (Nah)
[02:08.19] Used to be yea tall, then I grew a little each day 'til I became God
[02:10.93] Like James Todd, now your arms are too short to BK brawl
[02:13.32] Indeed, they small like DJ Paul (Woo)
[02:15.18] My new Benz better than your truck by far
[02:17.06] Bitch, suck my balls
[02:17.84] You either smoke crack or you're playin' stickball in the street
[02:20.04] 'Cause you must be on base if you thinkin' you can touch my car (Yeah)
[02:22.16] But if the whole world was out to get you (What?)
[02:23.77] It'd turn you to a powder keg too
[02:25.35] Kyle Rittenhouse, spittin' rounds, the TEC shoots like (Look out, brrt)
[02:27.75] And that ain't no sound effect (Woo)
[02:29.35] Neither was that, SIG Sauer lets loose
[02:30.94] I don't condone gun violence at schools (Nah)
[02:32.52] But I can't get these voices out my head (Hey, let's go, one, two)
[02:34.17] They're putting words in my mouth like alphabet soup
[02:36.02] Got the most content on the continent
[02:37.63] And constant compliments give me confidence (I'm a)
[02:39.48] A cross of common sense and incompetence (Uh)
[02:41.07] I'm cognizant that conflicts are consequence (What?)
[02:42.93] Of accomplishments accomplished through competition
[02:44.53] If Kon coulda conked him into unconsciousness
[02:46.12] Though conscious, I conjure this King Kong and just
[02:48.24] Call me "Kamikaze," I'm concoctin' this (Woo, my bad)
[02:50.10] Nobody's sixteens are touching
[02:51.44] These motherfuckin' index fingers fuckin' the nina
[02:53.41] Clutchin' the nine millimeter, tuckin' the heat
[02:55.29] Got the toaster like an English muffin
[02:57.14] No, I mean "toast to" like you drink to somethin'
[02:58.73] But it's in a holster, I proceed to bust and
[03:00.31] Fuck around and get popped like Halyna Hutchins
[03:02.19] Like I'm Alec Baldwin, what I mean is buckin' you down
[03:03.78] Coup de grâce then, right between the fuckin' eyes
[03:05.66] Shoot 'em all then, if you think you're fuckin' with me
[03:07.35] You're gonna suffer the fuckin' repercussions
[03:09.21] The reaper's comin' to heathen, I need it from me
[03:10.86] I keep replenishing fuel while the beat I'm punishing
[03:12.49] If I run out of fuel, I won't
[03:14.88] What the fuck y'all gon' do if I don't
[03:18.85] Run out of fuel? (Down, down, down, down, do-do-do-do—)
[03:21.52] That scares the fuck out of you
