Heyyy lyrics

(Chorus)

Hey! Taxing with the traction

I’m parlaying in my zone

Forget what they gonna say

Haters and their fake gators

Catered to the ideals

That we gonna break, shake, at the site of my wheels

Turning like 20, 20

Hundred spokes on baby blues

Powdered like the Johnsons

Once its done, and its being viewed

Relaxing when I…hey

Taxing with the traction

I’m parlaying in my zone

Forget what they gonna say

Hey…

Hey! Taxing with the traction

I’m parlaying in my zone

Forget what they gonna say

Haters and their fake gators

Catered to the ideals

That we gonna break, shake, at the site of my wheels

Turning like 20, 20

Hundred spokes on baby blues

Powdered like the Johnsons

Once its done, and its being viewed

Relaxing when I…hey

Taxing with the traction

I’m parlaying in my zone

Forget what they gonna say

Hey…

(Verse 1)

Hey, find the moment together, all the evidence

Fathomed what is sub-sequential

Paths in the barrel, we lobsters and we love to pinch you

Get you in a bind like notebook paper

Kidnapper of innocents, oh you the ones who take em?

Run em hard, bend em break us

Fools, whose? Say it, say it

Choose trues playa playa

Whose blues? Don’t confuse the blues, clues, playa playa

Why don’t you chose the tools that’s gonna well equip

Keep you fresh like celibate

And maybe one of these days we’ll fellowship

Ain’t that a trip!

Ha, ha, you must’ve missed it

Ha, ha, ha, Don’t get it twisted

Ha, Take the time, revisit

Is it what the games been missin’?

Do you know that lanes change?

Or do you simply underestimate the fact

A new outlook could evolve and brain change

I don’t just be sayin’ things

Allow my heart to know the words

Played the bubble, bask and glow, luminescent, laugh and double

Troubles abound, rebound, to shake the fiber of our being

Seein’ status for a moment

Warning: a crack destroying each component

(Chorus)

Hey! Taxing with the traction

I’m parlaying in my zone

Forget what they gonna say

Haters and their fake gators

Catered to the ideals

That we gonna break, shake, at the site of my wheels

Turning like 20, 20

Hundred spokes on baby blues

Powdered like the Johnsons

Once its done, and its being viewed

Relaxing when I…hey

Taxing with the traction

I’m parlaying in my zone

Forget what they gonna say

Hey…

(Verse 2)

I hear the chitter chatter but it never matter

Flip with paper batter, tryin to get these themes fatter

Seem to make these haters matter

Look at em, so sound, bout to cry, no sir, but my flesh won't let me do it

Got me numb to all emotion

Like the killer with a post it

Im all off in my zone man

Wish theyd leave me ‘lone man

Understand their bone

Tryin’ to lead them to the throne

Where there’s healing for the soul

And the least is made whole

And the grown is getting’ born again

Severed from the secret sin

Hidden from the eyes of man

Hopeless on the ropes again

Drownin in the shallow end

Takin’ dirty water in

Quickly dying slowly

Slippin’ deep into the distance

I’m pressin’ with the sisters

Resisting the resistors

They’re trackin’ my sisters

My commitment is consistent

So they listen when they listen in

And digress to digest the diction’s definition

And bypass the backlash of hater’s that forget ‘em

(Chorus)

Hey! Taxing with the traction

I’m parlaying in my zone

Forget what they gonna say

Haters and their fake gators

Catered to the ideals

That we gonna break, shake, at the site of my wheels

Turning like 20, 20

Hundred spokes on baby blues

Powdered like the Johnsons

Once its done, and its being viewed

Relaxing when I…hey

Taxing with the traction

I’m parlaying in my zone

Forget what they gonna say

Hey…

Hey! Taxing with the traction

I’m parlaying in my zone

Forget what they gonna say

Haters and their fake gators

Catered to the ideals

That we gonna break, shake, at the site of my wheels

Turning like 20, 20

Hundred spokes on baby blues

Powdered like the Johnsons

Once its done, and its being viewed

Relaxing when I…hey

Taxing with the traction

I’m parlaying in my zone

Forget what they gonna say

Hey…

• Artist:GRITS
• Album:Redemption (2003)