Ekoh- "Heater 2" [Lyrics] Melting A.I. With Fire Mix | Showroom Partners Entertainment

Ekoh- "Heater 2" [Lyrics] Melting A.I. With Fire Mix | Showroom Partners Entertainment @Ekohmusic
Yo
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 Ls and I put 'em together
And look at 'em different, oh damn, that's a W
Yeah, I be on the up and up, it's getting hard to breathe
And get accustomed to 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
Yeah, fuckin' with the E-K-O-H, when I hit 'em with a replay
Man, this shit's too lit, can't see straight
Did it on my own, I ain't ever need a teammate
Yeah, I don't even know where you really get off
Tryna talk about me, man
Fuckin' up the track like I'm throwin a train (a train)
After shooting up with compound v yea
I'm not in a band, so 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 gonna stop it like I'm Homelander
Ooh, I digress
Fuck a top three, I'm the best
Oh my god, you hear what he said?
He thinks he's better than Kendrick and Em
I'm just talkin' shit, if you cant see that one
Then go get fucked and then stay fucked
Thats word to Jake and Kevin, what up
Bitch, I'm on the run, get it done
Check the funds in the stock, in the bank 'cause it goes up
But the flow too cold, the degrees go low
Make it rain make it snow, zip your coats up
From the gutter to the stage at a show
To the park where we skate
They been sayin' that I'm so dope
I already know that 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
'Cause 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
Is he 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, yeah
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 it get more rough, how you feel
And it's real and 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, 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, yeah
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, ayy
And I don't think I'm done yet though
Bring the fuckin' beat back in like 3-2-1, ready?
I know they don't wanna put in time and do the work until it pays off
Get up on the damn ship 'til it takes off
Never gave a fuck about me when I made songs
Now they want a little bit more, Chick-fil-A sauce,
Got it made, I'm on the radar
No Dwayne, but I rock like I'm Aesop
If you see me out and I'm in a Maybach
Then it's prolly stolen and I'm running from the dang cops
Oh, 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
When I made that Freeverse 3 that you love
But I'm sayin' that new shit on the way hella fresh, tell the brake pads
I don't ever use 'em, man, the foot is on the straight gas