XO (Producer) - Descent ft. XO lyrics

Ey [Kidd/Player 1] A game win is just one score The Kidd your wife pack a lunch for I wanna see the world end from my front porch Alpine trees like I'm up north Styrofoam cups No cupboard and my cup bored so I need a little Doc like what you do, got a-lot to say Well I really just smoke weed a little Forbiden fruit well I eat a little It's all for the weight though But I'm findin' me the top of the bottom Never see the middle Like a motherf**in' plane ho A plain ho hit wit(with) me no it ain't so Drink up [XO/Player 2] Where the drink go n***as feel me like Django But I had to let the chain go Game like spike cleats With the spike lee angle [1] This might be a new age so This might a white boy and some white c**aine flow And this kush so mango This b**h so tangled I want chains till my neck feels strangled The most painful sh** I can think Cause everything in my life so gold Well every dime drink me like a sink Hold up for the photo Star Rock_movie the logo [2] And you know though [1] We ain't got nothing but the days left And all ya'll got is some yes men Only my b**hes always say yes [2] All ya'll n***as rock pay-less [1] Us turkey baggers stay fresh and clever Ya'll tryna spend your first check Me I'm tryna figure how to spend forever [Hook] What a feelin' Goin' down Do our Spaceships over-heat Or Will We Just Burn Through The Ground Now Hold on are we goin' in? Hold on are we goin' in? Hold on are we goin' in? We Are Down to fly [2] I was born in the land of entrapment So that means I gotta have sh** And desire always burnin' It turn into a furnace Motherf**er holy water couldn't splash it Rest in peace to Paul Walker [1] I'm still livin' on my fast sh** [2] Workin' a.m to p.m [1] Cause I really ain't got no gas sh** [2] I ain't trippin' off of first week numbers I'm really tryin' last like the thirteenth summer sh** on these n***as and alert these plumbers I'm a motherf**in' savage I coulda' been a hunter Somehow young n***a chose this Every night dimes down to k** the whole fifth[?] Livin' for the present We ain't talkin' no gift Control in my soul Ain't gotta hold shift We don't really make excuses [1] Young Kidd I'm just poppin' on the web like you cruses [2] I can tell you who the truth is Go and ask Paul P He gon' say it's on me [1] Green head and we smoke tall trees Need my whole team just smoke all these Burn through what you ask cochise what my gas on ease[?] Spend a rack on these [2] Six sixths and a fitted that's a high hat Star Rock be the planet that I ride at They can see it my eyes Under the disguise my momma said I never gotta hide that Gettin' tired of lyin' So I had to bring the pride back And the game got my heart dog Couldn't tell you where my mind at [Hook] What a feelin' Goin' down Do our Spaceships over-heat Or Will We Just Burn Through The Ground Now Hold on are we goin' in? Hold on are we goin' in? Hold on are we goin' in? We Are Down to fly