Gassed - Conscious Route, Trademark Blud & Tech-One

Yo I'm all gassed when I tell you what I could've been Way more embarrassed when I tell you what I had to Do cah, everybody turn their nose and they tryna be brand new Head was in a twist like cantu When they started doing favours I couldn't even say thank you I should've known that would amount to, enough favours I gotta pay back It ain't much but just an IOU Bare unspoken words, if it's rap or poetry or spoken word It's a rack or a ghost from my past that's worse Tryna see all my creditors disperse Prose don't work better, that inverse Flip that script, mirror that invert Can't run now, gotta dunk it, it's off vert No uzi, knew me, did it by myself, unruly Bad one, tryna put breasts in my face, If you knew me, you'd care way more about I ain't tryna be vulgar, you came in a two-piece, smash send you on your way Your man get a two-piece combo, sent him away Used to be flicks or press on the gauge, now I'm way too bait, I don't wanna engage How you say that I've known man since way back, but he didn't rate man till I was upper I've known man since way back, but he didn't rate man, now he's a oppa And bro said that he got man in his line of sight So he gave me the dropper, shit cah it all went left Mess, damn, they're bringing out Jakes for the copper I know, I know, I should rest but I gotta get back I know, I know, but I'm tryna get rich off rap I'm all up in the air and life ain't fair, it's just like that Catch man in the clips but I never did act, I'm way too gassed Gassed when I told you I could've been Way more embarrassed when I told you I had to Do cah, everybody turned their nose and they're tryna be brand new Head was in a twist like cantu When they started doing favors, I couldn't even say thank you I should've known I wouldn't amount to you Enough favors, I gotta pay back

Ay, wassup? Yeah, yeah I'm on the east-side I'm on the east-side Ay, yeah Alright, let me call you back Plug! Gas, gas Yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah) Gassed up shorty, said I need 'bout 40 (whoa, whoa) Pull up to the party, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah) Gassed up shorty, said I need 'bout 40 (whoa, whoa) Pull up to the party, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah) Gassed up shorty, said I need 'bout 40 (whoa, whoa) Pull up to the party, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah) Gassed up, I be so gassed up (yeah, yeah) Turnt up, I be so turnt up right now (yeah, yeah, yeah) Bad bitch super thick, that's the way I like it (yeah) I know all about your tricks, so don't you fucking try it (whoa) Leave me alone, leave me alone, let me get this bread (whoa) All I want is a crib and a Superhead (Becky!) Yeah I'm good, yeah, I'm good, don't you worry 'bout me (I'm good) I get high all the time (whoa) While I'm counting money (whoa, yeah) I be leanin' (leaning) We be movin' (moving, plug) We be dreaming (whoa) You'll be losing (losing, whoa, yep-yep) And I know what she like (what she like) I know what she want (what she want) I know what she want, yeah, yeah (what she want) Gassed up shorty, said I need 'bout 40 (whoa, whoa, plug) Pull up to the party, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah) Gassed up shorty, said I need 'bout 40 (whoa, whoa) Pull up to the party, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah) Gassed up shorty, said I need 'bout 40 (whoa, whoa) Pull up to the party, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah) Gassed up shorty, said I need 'bout 40 (whoa, whoa) Pull up to the party, yeah, yeah, yeah Bad bitty and she love the way I'm swaggin' (plug) Every where I go they be like "Yo, what happened?" Looking like a check (yeah) I can't even flex (no) Give me my respect I fucked your bitch (yeah) and got that neck (whoa) Ain't no stopping (ayy) Got to go and cop it (whoa) All up in my cockpit (yeah) She just want what's poppin' (whoa) Ayy, that ain't nothing to a young G (whoa) Yeah, (yeah) I got that OG Yeah, I got it so cheap (yeah, yeah, yeah) Like, smoking 'til it's gone (yeah) Hit it out the bong (whoa) We get lots of strong (yeah) She wanna fuck me long (long, ayy) It ain't nothing to it, we can get filet mignon, ayy (let's go) Five-star plate (let go) Five-star plate, ayy (let go, ayy) Gassed up shorty, said I need 'bout 40 (plug, whoa, whoa) Pull up to the party, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah) Gassed up shorty, said I need 'bout 40 (whoa, whoa) Pull up to the party, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah) Gassed up shorty, said I need 'bout 40 (whoa, whoa) Pull up to the party, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah) Gassed up shorty, said I need 'bout 40 Pull up to the party, yeah, yeah, yeah Gassed up, gassed up on a tue-tue (plug)

Well I know that you must just hate me I've been overly confident lately We're talkin' about me Oh, yeah, all of those things I said Well, I wish they were up in my head still That I can't change But one day, (is all it takes) To find love Oh, yeah, one day, (is all it takes) To lose love So what? I know that I must seemed stressed out With all of this stuff in my head, now Driving me insane But tough {?} If I could have it all back now Would I take it Or would I Just walk away? 'Cause one day (is all it takes) To find love Oh yeah, one day, (is all it takes) To lose love Well, oh man I hope that she's out there somewhere A couple that loves them for who they Are and everything in between But one day (is all it takes) To find love Oh yeah, one day (is all it takes) To lose love Oh yeah, one day (is all it takes) Oh yeah one day, (is all it takes) Yeah one day, (is all it takes) To hold on