Heat Wave lyrics

[Verse 1: YL]
Ay yo who got it locked
I'm scramblin' up and down a crowded block
Connect dots, send shots to whoever
Who want it, forever never seemed realistic
Slightly twisted, liquor in my system
Yo my mind's a prison, within it live my deepest thoughts
I got a call from Melissa, it's the early mornin'
I'm yawnin', coffee burnin' in the pot it's hot
Like the block was when Nick was arrested, we out
Yo I got ten on it, no doubt low down
To the undergarments, I beat the comments
I spit that raw sh*t you wanted
I put you on it, try to warn 'em early but the world never responded
Yo its Triple R the faction, ya'll n*ggas only in it for reactions
Whoever sent you in was prolly gassin'
I'm blastin' speakers, b*tches creepin' in my absence
Vibe to the Jackson 5, I'm relaxin'
Got some heads that's wonderin' if I'ma sign
You should ask him
Ask Y, never lookin' down when I pass by
Mad fly, n*ggas talk a lot but they be anti
And peace to b*tches who will keep the kid on standby
My brothers say I run my mouth but I ain't said enough
I got a bunch of books but really I ain't read enough
We settin' up, ain't no pump fakes or half-steppin'
New York reppin, YL keep 'em guessin'