Trae Tha Truth, Mac Miller, Casey Veggies, Chiddy Bang - Heatwave lyrics

(Heatwave) Whenever I'm with him
Something inside starts to burning
And I'm filled with desire
Could it be a devil in me
Or is this the way love's supposed to be?
It's like a heat wave
Burning in my heart (It's like a heat wave)
I can't keep from crying
(It's like a heat wave)
It's tearing me apart

It's not the same now, we done came 'round
And turned this music shit
Into another playground
And they some babies like Huey
Bars like a Chewy long as life's a movie
I'll be addicted to Louie
Yeah, to all the haters and traitors
I need a podium
Benedicts, tell these Arnolds hey Nickelodeon
Special with decimals


I'm tryna get my point across
Say they love me then they flip
Sides like a coin toss
Which one, heads or tails?
The way I kill shit
I should be alleged in jail
I'm on a ledge and still about math
Parabola legendary shit
Wrote raps in my brother's Acura
Back when they used to laugh at
Ya 'cause your parents from Africa
President, but you cannot
Assassinate my character
Yeah, just check the Fahrenheit these days
And stay hydrated, welcome to the heat wave

Uh, yeah, it's like a heat wave
There ain't a place we ain't
Been to these days
Yeah, uh, it's like a heat wave
How we do it make it look so easy
Or is this the way that it's supposed to be?

Mac Miller, ha ha ha
Ayo, this right here a heatwave
Keep it on the replay
Still we droppin' bombs on these records
Call it D-Day yeah, I've heard what he say
Thinkin' I ain't shit though
Got these fools pissed like they
Just stubbed their big toe
All I do is get dough
In every single zip code
The walls closin' in right now
You're just a window
Homie, I'm the door from the
Ceilin' to the floor when I spit my verse
These rappers ain't rappin' anymore
And that's for sure, sorry to get cocky
Just iller than you and
Everybody in your posse
Homie, I'm probably chillin'
With some punani
Hotter than this wasabi, Pittsburgh boy
Sidney Crosby
Smoke veggies, no Casey, no broccoli
Tell your girl if she could
Please stop callin' me
She buggin', I need to put her on lock
Tired of fuckin' that bitch
So I put her on top

Uh, yeah, it's like a heat wave
There ain't a place we ain't
Been to these days
Yeah, uh, it's like a heat wave
How we do it make it look so easy
Or is the way it's supposed to be?

Listen, P i'm the king and when niggas call
The streets independent while
Niggas trappin' duffle basket of the money
Applaud with time, that's clapping
Ask them why I'm called the truth and
I tell you we really rapping
Thugging in the Lamborghini, yo
Something the song has said but regardless
I'm moving slow but I'm tapping on glass
Fifty K sitting up on this watch
But I'm watching it pass
Credit ain't nothing if I want it
I cop it in cash
Only credit I got is the hood
And the city that's theirs
Minus these haters
I'm something you might want to duck
Bitches never get close
They're something I might want to fuck
Truthfully, I'm a beast of this beef
Get it the fuck up
It's something beating your block
Like I'm trying to wake it the fuck up

Motos and four tones, they taking at me
And more shine means more dough
It makes me happy in my city
Swear I’m like a young Jay-Z rapping
On the come up while you
Other niggas faking tactics
I’m in a Dodge Maverick
These hoes live backwards
Sign a contract and dome like five rappers
Build hoes up, I’m like a contractor
I can’t breathe with no air
I gave her mind asthma
Minding my passion is what drives my actions
Barry Bonds rapping, number one draft pick
I never lied, I’d tap it
I get high off actions i got a high pitch
You would think Mariah had it
Hater nigga pants on fire, he's a liar
Ask it if I could do a verse, but nigga
I don’t feel like rapping
Put her in a hearse, kill it, got damn tragic
You gotta know we top billing
I’m the main attraction

Uh, yeah, it's like a heat wave
There ain't a place we ain't
Been to these days
Yeah, uh, it's like a heat wave
How we do it make it look so easy
Or is the way it's supposed to be?