FREEZING HOT (feat. Quan18st)

Guap Roll one up yo I need my shot I been smokin this weed a lot I peep a lot They say that talk is cheap I still don't speak a lot No I don't pillow talk to hoes I know these hoes repeat a lot Been on a tear and I can't stop I don't think niggas seeing Guap I'm cold as shit and on fire at the same time I'm freezin hot It's time I up my stock AM or PM it's always time to get some bread I swear that I don't need a clock They playin foul tryn bring me down but I can't flop Ain't see the vision I'm on a binge They double back I make em watch Can't spin the block I know I'm hot I got em sick they know they shot Just know I'm him, just know you not Just know that real shit gon be back in style soon as I drop Half full or half empty Either way you look at it I still gotta take us to the top I need a mill no I ain't Meek I still be chasin when I'm tired My mind be racin when I'm fried I get creative with these lines Can't be complacent with my time no I can't waste it You say you was down for me I'm hoping when you said that you ain't lie Cause I don't know Say you love me but you hatin on me I don't know Say it's real, but you been fakin on me I don't know If you got me like you say you got me I just hope when it's all said and done That I'm gon end up where I need to be Tryna put on for the people who believe in me I don't see no competition it's just me and me Wasn't there when I was starving you can't eat with me Just leave me be Quan, check One-eight the ticket But I still feel like my time is tickin Knowing that the odds ain't in my favor I just gotta risk it Gotta get it Try to kick me, I was down and out Like I ain't got the vision On the mission, please don't try to claim me as your opposition Let my dog right up off the leash He feel he gotta sick ya 45 heat up in an instant Shit like Donovan Mitchell Took them losses solo, niggas can't claim that they rockin with you One-eight he just tryna run his paper up And shit on all the ones that tried to play with us I see the bluff, lil niggas don't chase paper They just play it tough, they see I'm lit Took them losses solo I got way too comfortable I needed this I'm too talented they slept on me like they ain't see the gift They know I got it Alot of niggas never show you love But for sure know they watchin Bitches peep the shit you coppin Tryna count your pockets She say one-eight you put all that OT in? I know you got it Shit I got it movin like I'm outta options shit I don't know love me, but you hatin on me I don't know Real but you been fakin on me I don't know Got me like you say you got me I just hope All said and done I'm where I need to be Put on for the people who believe in me See no competition, it's just me and me Down when I was starving, you can't eat with me Just leave me be