Butane - Warm Brew

I watch the signs

Watch the seasons

Watch these fools change

In front of your eyes

Niggas get wiped off the food chain

Hope for my demise

But it’s only gon' bring you pain

Running around blind boy

Now watch me blow up

Butane

I’m off with the squad, got a whip off the lot

Out the window like Pac, man I know

If awful distraught, I just pick up and call

Say let’s split us bottle I’m on

Seen a lot of problems, chips like Estrada

All we after since our mamas

Put us in position to reverse our situations

Hella zeros with the commas

I know what I want, big ol' chunk of the pie making our stars align

Shots in the dark start to land so the plan is to cut out all malign

My cousin still playing in the streets I’m worried

They shooting like they married to Ayesha Curry

What’s happening holla at me what’s the word

It’s only getting hotter yeah I must concur

I’m referring to myself I’m popular

The bigger motherfucker on the roster

A woman with ass is what I much prefer

If she ain’t fucking me that’s a knock on her

Twerk it for a nigga in some Karl kani

Cause bitch I’m on fire I’m burned alive

Why everything you do not quite as live

And everything I do is so mid July huh?

I watch the signs

Watch the seasons

Watch these fools change

In front of your eyes

Niggas get wiped off the food chain

Hope for my demise

But it’s only gon' bring you pain

Running around blind boy

Now watch me blow up

Butane

Niggas stay switching heard he snitch and need a new name

Used to be your homie now he walk around with your dame

She chose up, so what, quit crying like a hoe, lame

Fake LA-ers phony players cat calling from a mile away

Super sticky boy I’m high all day

Act tricky nigga I don’t play

So don’t be fucking with me

Especially when I need all my pay

Ain’t no exceptions nigga sun or rain

Oh now you ducking from me

Nah I ain’t even ‘bout to get mad

Y’all niggas desperate and it’s so sad

And niggas always got the same stale face if they see I copped a whip or hopped

up in a new place

With my new watch, and new rings

I came up, so it seems

With new goals, the same team

I get dough, by any means

I watch the signs

Watch the seasons

Watch these fools change

In front of your eyes

Niggas get wiped off the food chain

Hope for my demise

But it’s only gon' bring you pain

Running around blind boy

Now watch me blow up

Butane