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unttld - pilot lyrics

[verse 1: alex perdomo]
boy, the weapons are loaded
take shots when the cameras are focused
gold chain make it feel like i’m frozen
you taking notes, give me credit for coaching
b-tch, i’m coming full steam like a train on ’em
in a drop top, man i switch lanes on ’em
my sh-t bang, pop pop, champagne on ’em
‘know i make it rain
switch flows, tip toes, rick james on ’em
in the studio, i be in throne (ay, ay)
microphone the ammunition, bullet-plated chrome
sh-t speak for itself, i don’t need a t-tle
b-tches worship my lyrics like it’s the f-ckin’ bible
(f-ckin’ bible)
(woo)

[verse 2: kevin moody]
get the limousine ready when i touch down
tell her she can come and bring all of her friends around
’cause we go hard when in the city, when we get in town
no need for trappin’, they’ll be clappin’ when we get the crown
hair fallin’ straight right out of my head
this stress k!lls man, guess i’ll sleep when i’m dead
do this sh-t on repeat, soundin’ like broken wax
i don’t use cd’s, and i got more than a stack
i don’t watch my mouth, so f-ck the table manners
f-ck the fans
f-ck the haters
f-ck all of the cameras
getting checks in the mail
from 2012
get that golden award, i toss that sh-t on the shelf
(man, f-ck that sh-t, man)
yeah, i did it myself, and i ain’t share the wealth
you must be mistaken, i don’t do this sh-t for my health
get that gold chain swingin’ while they all broke as h-ll
got these deep pockets and it’s too much weight on my belt
(yeugh)

[chorus 2x: alex perdomo & kevin moody]
god d-mn, every day like a holiday
straight facts, sh-t is sweeter than some lemonade
guns blast, kick back, no hesitate
my vision 20/20, presidential candidate

{bridge: alex perdomo & kevin moody}
throwin’ hands like i’m tyson
crystals on me i’m psychic
going off like a siren
runnin’ sh-t like a tryrant

[verse 3: kevin moody]
this some visionary sh-t that we’re dropping now
straight from the underground
to the clouds, we goin’ loud
on the mic like some novocaine, we numb the pain
the og pc-poets, you know the name

[verse 4: alex perdomo]
ain’t n0body in my pedigree
i’m making enemies to any and every one of your negative energies
f-ck if you disagree
call it like a referee
i’m coming at your sensory sl!cker than some amphetamine

[chorus 2x]

[chorus 2x with bridge 2x]

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