[Verse 1: Kollateral] Planes with runways, streets with subways Running through the city getaway from the gunplay Rap on sundays, clap i'm unpaid Saying every minute ima make it out one day Tick-tock, then kick rocks my mind felt Tip top, it's Chris Rock in Seinfeld Pitstop, a wristwatch the time tells Hip-hop and flip flops to rhyme well Really need to get up and spit it until the minute i'm skippin Into the digits and finishing with the spinach Spinning every inning, i'm minimizing the Guiness Pinning it to win it, No Limit all in my image Automatic medical, rhyming up ona pedestal Peddle through the pebbles, I met'em all ata festival Hitt'em quick with the kick like Falco I'm just trying to get some head like Al Snow [Verse 2: Kollateral] Rose from the rubble a bubble inside the ashes Know when to double a couple right where the cash is My father idolized Ca**ius Wanna be great, wanna finalized cla**ic Time wasting, climb out the basement, tryna find placement, Sign to Roc Nation I'm patient, diamond size bracelet, rhyme without payment, Mind might erase it Wokeup in Nevada thought I had another dream All up out of data witha mother on the screen Covering the scene, with another in between Hover right above her, had her kickin like Green (God Damn) Hit'em with the spread submission Recognition for the repetition Definition of a demolition Red edition like Edge & Christian