Skyzoo - Test Drive lyrics
[Skyzoo - Test Drive lyrics]
Ok, sitting in the essence of it
All seated better than before
My autograph resembles the sketches
On the wall
To blindly put a bid in and never to withdraw
What it brings is what it brings
Is whatever when it's drawn
Underlings wanting rings it's like
Catching a reward as far as I know
Having money never did me wrong
So forgive me for the motive
And exposing my exposure
"The Opener" to me was a
Way of giving me closure
Told them one of one to be
The one is to be lonesome
And opening the trunk was their way
Of turning my tone up
Y'all will get it potentially
When you grow'd up big paws on a small pup
Like fuck the hold ups
I'm more for the immediate when
All they see is medians
I'm over the shoulders of the
Norm for the deviant i'm noted as going up
Beyond from the previous
Peeking through the floor of the above
Like where the ceiling went?
Oh, there it go, better yet, there it was
I heard whistles as much as you
Trying to hear the drums
So miss me with the wonderings and the whys
These Grapes wouldn't fit you
No wonder I don't reply
They say God bless the child
That could hold his own
You pay blogs to hold you down
I just throw em my poems
And they Olajuwon post
I'm honored by the most
Hiding their face when they trying
To find the dope
See this is just a test drive
So tell them I ain't sitting
Where the rest ride
Shorty say I'm whipping like I'm next right?
But, I'm just trying figure out my next drive
The game's fucked up dude's beats is
Banging dude your hooks did it
Your lyrics didn't ya blogger look did it
So I would write it if y'all could envision
What was real from what's distilled
And the good difference
But between the two of them
Easy to bow out and be through with them
But realizing they still ride off
Of how I influence them
Made me never-mind like I'm Francis pops
Said it smell like teen spirit when
You stand on my block
Aspiration, corners employed to handle hard
O's on they mind
It's looking like Camden Yards i mean
With Stoudemire's for hire to man the charge
And more of them in training just
Look to the handle bars i mean
I handle bars for the broads that speak light
Made her scream to be quiet
I guess I'm Malik Wright am I right?
Is this what they said it would seem like?
And if so I wouldn't have wrote what
I wrote by them street lights
I mean, humble pie on a plate
It's set behind me
Cause Hustle said it best I'm
Just better than everybody
So, what up Chi Town, anytime that y'all out
Visiting the borough you good as
Long as I'm 'round
Cause, I was in the Chi and y'all
Treated me like I was Tomahawking
With a 1 on my back for the Southside
So when we at the table
And them bottles come close
Just know that that teen spirit
Corner deserves a toast
And I'll toast to myself if
It don't seem comprehensible
Tipping my fitted to my
Mirror the commendable
I been what I talk since December 24th
And from then on I never
Had to pretend to you
All seated better than before
My autograph resembles the sketches
On the wall
To blindly put a bid in and never to withdraw
What it brings is what it brings
Is whatever when it's drawn
Underlings wanting rings it's like
Catching a reward as far as I know
Having money never did me wrong
So forgive me for the motive
And exposing my exposure
"The Opener" to me was a
Way of giving me closure
Told them one of one to be
The one is to be lonesome
And opening the trunk was their way
Of turning my tone up
Y'all will get it potentially
When you grow'd up big paws on a small pup
Like fuck the hold ups
I'm more for the immediate when
All they see is medians
I'm over the shoulders of the
Norm for the deviant i'm noted as going up
Beyond from the previous
Peeking through the floor of the above
Like where the ceiling went?
Oh, there it go, better yet, there it was
I heard whistles as much as you
Trying to hear the drums
So miss me with the wonderings and the whys
These Grapes wouldn't fit you
No wonder I don't reply
They say God bless the child
That could hold his own
You pay blogs to hold you down
I just throw em my poems
And they Olajuwon post
I'm honored by the most
Hiding their face when they trying
To find the dope
See this is just a test drive
So tell them I ain't sitting
Where the rest ride
Shorty say I'm whipping like I'm next right?
But, I'm just trying figure out my next drive
The game's fucked up dude's beats is
Banging dude your hooks did it
Your lyrics didn't ya blogger look did it
So I would write it if y'all could envision
What was real from what's distilled
And the good difference
But between the two of them
Easy to bow out and be through with them
But realizing they still ride off
Of how I influence them
Made me never-mind like I'm Francis pops
Said it smell like teen spirit when
You stand on my block
Aspiration, corners employed to handle hard
O's on they mind
It's looking like Camden Yards i mean
With Stoudemire's for hire to man the charge
And more of them in training just
Look to the handle bars i mean
I handle bars for the broads that speak light
Made her scream to be quiet
I guess I'm Malik Wright am I right?
Is this what they said it would seem like?
And if so I wouldn't have wrote what
I wrote by them street lights
I mean, humble pie on a plate
It's set behind me
Cause Hustle said it best I'm
Just better than everybody
So, what up Chi Town, anytime that y'all out
Visiting the borough you good as
Long as I'm 'round
Cause, I was in the Chi and y'all
Treated me like I was Tomahawking
With a 1 on my back for the Southside
So when we at the table
And them bottles come close
Just know that that teen spirit
Corner deserves a toast
And I'll toast to myself if
It don't seem comprehensible
Tipping my fitted to my
Mirror the commendable
I been what I talk since December 24th
And from then on I never
Had to pretend to you