Chuuwee - Global Warming lyrics
[Chuuwee - Global Warming lyrics]
Oh and I handle my mothafucking business
So I feel as though I deserve
To take blunts to the face
And if you can't feel me
You ain't real to me nigga simple as that!
Ey, ya see the people that I
Love slowly turning on me
Or that turning point when I start
To lose my only homies
So show me love or show me
Paper I be on my lonely
Only nigga window seat planning
My global warming
My heart colder than it used to be
Truthfully, shit ain't as easy as
It used to be
This booth will be the place that
They couldn't shoot me down
Aiming for the roof of me
Wait, who put you hypocrite niggas
Up on this pedestal
How can you blame my uncertainty and self
When I'm close enough to wealth that I
Can see it on the shelf it ain't far
Heard the beat and everything
Else just melted
I'm adamant for this cheese
I need success under this Louis belt
Let Chuuwee tell it
He done made a couple moves i panhandle
I don't know what else the fuck to do
Even judges can't judge me so
Who the fuck is you
God the only thing I fear cause
I don't know if homies true
So show me love or show me paper
I be on my lonely
Only nigga window seat planning
My global warming they show me love and love
Me everywhere that I'm performing
Youngest nigga, quite alarming
Prepping for my global warming
Your fly is open, McFly
Door is open, I think I might dive in
Head first this time
I got it right where I want
It when I close my eyelids, yes I did
I've been up on this shit now for five years
Grinding ridiculous hustle heavy my eyelids
Hoes tell me I'm distance
Some nigga said that I'm different
Nigga I'm full of ambition I
Have a lot of persistent
I've been picking my Bic pen
Flicking my lighter
I smoke this zippo by myself
I can't get any higher
This nigga aerial but Jay
Couldn't get any flyer
Back when I wasn't supplying
Goods getting any admirers
Got my city on fire, all my niggas behind us
And I'm freshing behind a piece of behind
A bad feline, he grind
It's terrifying how I get it
Pull up in Challenger on twin 6s
So show me love or show me paper
I be on my lonely
Only nigga window seat planning
My global warming they show me love and love
Me everywhere that I'm performing
Youngest nigga, quite alarming
Prepping for my global warming
So I feel as though I deserve
To take blunts to the face
And if you can't feel me
You ain't real to me nigga simple as that!
Ey, ya see the people that I
Love slowly turning on me
Or that turning point when I start
To lose my only homies
So show me love or show me
Paper I be on my lonely
Only nigga window seat planning
My global warming
My heart colder than it used to be
Truthfully, shit ain't as easy as
It used to be
This booth will be the place that
They couldn't shoot me down
Aiming for the roof of me
Wait, who put you hypocrite niggas
Up on this pedestal
How can you blame my uncertainty and self
When I'm close enough to wealth that I
Can see it on the shelf it ain't far
Heard the beat and everything
Else just melted
I'm adamant for this cheese
I need success under this Louis belt
Let Chuuwee tell it
He done made a couple moves i panhandle
I don't know what else the fuck to do
Even judges can't judge me so
Who the fuck is you
God the only thing I fear cause
I don't know if homies true
So show me love or show me paper
I be on my lonely
Only nigga window seat planning
My global warming they show me love and love
Me everywhere that I'm performing
Youngest nigga, quite alarming
Prepping for my global warming
Your fly is open, McFly
Door is open, I think I might dive in
Head first this time
I got it right where I want
It when I close my eyelids, yes I did
I've been up on this shit now for five years
Grinding ridiculous hustle heavy my eyelids
Hoes tell me I'm distance
Some nigga said that I'm different
Nigga I'm full of ambition I
Have a lot of persistent
I've been picking my Bic pen
Flicking my lighter
I smoke this zippo by myself
I can't get any higher
This nigga aerial but Jay
Couldn't get any flyer
Back when I wasn't supplying
Goods getting any admirers
Got my city on fire, all my niggas behind us
And I'm freshing behind a piece of behind
A bad feline, he grind
It's terrifying how I get it
Pull up in Challenger on twin 6s
So show me love or show me paper
I be on my lonely
Only nigga window seat planning
My global warming they show me love and love
Me everywhere that I'm performing
Youngest nigga, quite alarming
Prepping for my global warming