Joey Bada$$ (joey Bada**) - 5 Minutes lyrics

[Intro: Kirk Knight] I got so much.. So much f**in stress on my mind real quick holmes Vibe for a n***a real quick, my n***a, you know what I'm saying? Word up, word is bond and all that [Verse 1: Kirk Knight] Lust demon gets hornier and hornier As the k**s gets gorier and gorier From corridors to corner stores Catch him on the block With the orphans in the streets Violin's playing as another black coffin speaks At the thought - of another ignorant phone call Who is this? Calling me at 5:47 in the morning Crack a dawn and why she mourning Bittersweet, hit it both ways, now I'm scorching First things first, man, you f**ing with your hearse So rehearse who you coming at Aye aye squintin' at Captain Kirk Star trekking, playing my role But still follow scenes tread Enemies, friend up ahead of me Show no empathy, get smashed like a centipede Sent to energy, don't bug me with your sympathy You ran a whole train on a b**h She still s** a mad dick, when the clock tick As I elect no cause of politic, uh Could you picture the damage that we inflict, uh? I'm staring at my own, own f**ing depth Backwoods smoking out my motherf**ing chest 5 minutes to d**h, I'm still in bed, get high at rest As I arrest the s** pin, my love reminisce Learn to architect, computerize love It's that project that'll shock her back to cardiac arrest [Hook: Kirk Knight] I got some problems that I can't get away from If all else fails, know I got my day ones I got five on it, keep a n***a face numb f** five on it, keep a n***a face numb I got some problems that I can't get away from If all else fails, know I got my day ones I got five on it, keep a n***a face numb f** five on it.. [Verse 2: Joey Bada$$] My trigger finger get hornier and hornier Finger f** the grip til it spit on a cop A warning shot for the warden Holla, say the word if you want it I'mma bring the ward in Peep holes straight through ya doorman My sound reach foreign Y'all still be local, I'm in this foreign My vocals still ain't focal Rap game in a chokehold I smoke those who don't know Who could get lunged in the air by the dope flow Matter fact, I flow dope, bars by the boatload You said you ready for war, boy I just hope so Let me vindicate for all my indica and negates what I indicate Been the great, the Flatbush renegade n***as been afraid Squeeze the life out you rap n***as like lemonade Yo, Kreeper say the word and I eliminate [Hook: Kirk Knight & Joey Bada$$]