"212°" lyrics
(feat. Mahalia)
I never turn it down, it's 300 degrees
25/8, what's the use in saying please?
My whole area saints, I'm feeling like Drew Brees
Fuzz on their tail like they're wearing a fleece
I'm the pick, Kenny Wheaton
This the shit I'm dealing with, it's rolling over all between seasons
My family preached four seasons, I'm leaving my Steez there
Choking me with the clout like I don't need air, get your paws off
I'm just here so I won't get fined, me and Marshawn Lynch
I read Atticus Finch, they all called it off
I needed to know what happened to Rodney King
My classmates were getting low to apple bottom jeans
After our release, I'm worried I'll have cousins I don't know about
At least by Halloween, I'll have enough masks to go around
I'm asking all these things, like why is it me?
But I don't ask God anymore, I just follow her lead, uh-huh
You just name the time and place, yeah, yeah
I'll come meet you at the gates, yeah, yeah
I'm demanding, I need answers face to face, yeah
But I know that's not my place
I'm still secure with my insecurities
Family gon' need security
Friends gonna get security
Need it so nobody's hurting me
Uh, I'm a prophet making profits, you're not both
But they've got reasonable doubts and I'm not Hov
Cash flow on fire, that's crème brûlée, uh-huh
Breaking down walls like I'm red Kool-Aid, uh-huh
I haven't talked to my sister in like several days
I hope she gets her head on straight
I got my poker face and my tote bag and I'm all over the place
Living on planes as of late, not the same as my classmates, we can't relate
Time flies, I'm cutting out all of the wise guys
My cup runneth over like the fries at Five Guys
It's a Cole world when they won't take you off the sidelines
Tough nails running in my pipeline, meets the high life
He calling me "baby", I'm the ice ice
Queen of the nightlife, freedom's a high price
It's like thirty dollars for a bottle of the nice nice
They fly kites and I know life's not that simple now
They don't stand for shit, not my job to sit 'em down
Learning you only built me up for this
I can't bring 'em with me, they're not cut for this
Still, I know what I got
I'm tryna live it to the limit and love it a lot, yeah
You just name the time and place, yeah, yeah
I'll come meet you at the gates, yeah, yeah
I'm demanding, I need answers face to face, yeah
But I know that's not my place
You just name the time and place, uh
I'll come meet you at the gates right now, right now
I'm demanding, I need answers face to face, yeah
But I know that's not my place
25/8, what's the use in saying please?
My whole area saints, I'm feeling like Drew Brees
Fuzz on their tail like they're wearing a fleece
I'm the pick, Kenny Wheaton
This the shit I'm dealing with, it's rolling over all between seasons
My family preached four seasons, I'm leaving my Steez there
Choking me with the clout like I don't need air, get your paws off
I'm just here so I won't get fined, me and Marshawn Lynch
I read Atticus Finch, they all called it off
I needed to know what happened to Rodney King
My classmates were getting low to apple bottom jeans
After our release, I'm worried I'll have cousins I don't know about
At least by Halloween, I'll have enough masks to go around
I'm asking all these things, like why is it me?
But I don't ask God anymore, I just follow her lead, uh-huh
You just name the time and place, yeah, yeah
I'll come meet you at the gates, yeah, yeah
I'm demanding, I need answers face to face, yeah
But I know that's not my place
I'm still secure with my insecurities
Family gon' need security
Friends gonna get security
Need it so nobody's hurting me
Uh, I'm a prophet making profits, you're not both
But they've got reasonable doubts and I'm not Hov
Cash flow on fire, that's crème brûlée, uh-huh
Breaking down walls like I'm red Kool-Aid, uh-huh
I haven't talked to my sister in like several days
I hope she gets her head on straight
I got my poker face and my tote bag and I'm all over the place
Living on planes as of late, not the same as my classmates, we can't relate
Time flies, I'm cutting out all of the wise guys
My cup runneth over like the fries at Five Guys
It's a Cole world when they won't take you off the sidelines
Tough nails running in my pipeline, meets the high life
He calling me "baby", I'm the ice ice
Queen of the nightlife, freedom's a high price
It's like thirty dollars for a bottle of the nice nice
They fly kites and I know life's not that simple now
They don't stand for shit, not my job to sit 'em down
Learning you only built me up for this
I can't bring 'em with me, they're not cut for this
Still, I know what I got
I'm tryna live it to the limit and love it a lot, yeah
You just name the time and place, yeah, yeah
I'll come meet you at the gates, yeah, yeah
I'm demanding, I need answers face to face, yeah
But I know that's not my place
You just name the time and place, uh
I'll come meet you at the gates right now, right now
I'm demanding, I need answers face to face, yeah
But I know that's not my place
