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Kane9 - Blast Off Lyrics



Kane9 - Blast Off Lyrics




(Mmm)
I'm rounding up these last days
I'm clouding, making ash trays
I'm counting up my last K's
I count on luck, I never had no cap space
Roll up, feeling Astro
Got the plug on cash roll
She said imma asshole
But we both want each other back though

Run that V10, imma blast off
Chop the roof off with the hacksaw
Brothers 'round me creeping, they just never know to back off
Know they scheming, tryna run up with 'em Black Ops
30 to my head and kidney
Next night drunk off Whiskey
300,000 around my city
They don't get me busy
Thought it bout the money, copped a bitch Manolo
But now it's me my money, left me on the dolo

Mmm, that some' you don't know
Me Who give a f*ck about some memories, yeah f*ck a photo
Just me, myself, make me feel heavenly, I drive y'all loco
Mmm, more than a melody that get me Coco

God bless, can't sell my soul (soul)
Lost rest on all my faults (faults)
God bless, can't break no code
Regret this voice in me, hard to keep loyalty, go miles and miles from home (yeah)
(So high, so high, so high, so high, so high, so high, so high)
(So high, so high, so high, so high, so high)

Teary-eyed, but I ain't feeling down, this ain't no allergy
Through the smoke, the mirror tells two lies, two personalities
Why a demon hide behind the eyes of all the baddest B's?
Where's the Angel watching from behind of each mortality?
Wish I'd always drive away, blast away from my madness
Victim at a young, die young to my habits
Compromise between the drugs and imaged lips of chapstick
Is it not enough with all the paper in elastics?

Uh, run the engine with no thoughts, bitch I might crash out
Tried to take it the moon, but it's the mad house
I tried make it up to you, but then y'all split me into two and yet y'all doubled up your fatals

I'm rounding up these last days
I'm clouding, making ash trays
I'm counting up my last K's
I count on luck, I never had no cap space

God bless, can't sell my soul (soul)
Lost rest on all my faults (faults)
God bless, can't break no code
Regret this voice in me, hard to keep loyalty, go miles and miles from home (yeah)
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(Mmm)
I'm rounding up these last days
I'm clouding, making ash trays
I'm counting up my last K's
I count on luck, I never had no cap space
Roll up, feeling Astro
Got the plug on cash roll
She said imma asshole
But we both want each other back though

Run that V10, imma blast off
Chop the roof off with the hacksaw
Brothers 'round me creeping, they just never know to back off
Know they scheming, tryna run up with 'em Black Ops
30 to my head and kidney
Next night drunk off Whiskey
300,000 around my city
They don't get me busy
Thought it bout the money, copped a bitch Manolo
But now it's me my money, left me on the dolo

Mmm, that some' you don't know
Me Who give a f*ck about some memories, yeah f*ck a photo
Just me, myself, make me feel heavenly, I drive y'all loco
Mmm, more than a melody that get me Coco

God bless, can't sell my soul (soul)
Lost rest on all my faults (faults)
God bless, can't break no code
Regret this voice in me, hard to keep loyalty, go miles and miles from home (yeah)
(So high, so high, so high, so high, so high, so high, so high)
(So high, so high, so high, so high, so high)

Teary-eyed, but I ain't feeling down, this ain't no allergy
Through the smoke, the mirror tells two lies, two personalities
Why a demon hide behind the eyes of all the baddest B's?
Where's the Angel watching from behind of each mortality?
Wish I'd always drive away, blast away from my madness
Victim at a young, die young to my habits
Compromise between the drugs and imaged lips of chapstick
Is it not enough with all the paper in elastics?

Uh, run the engine with no thoughts, bitch I might crash out
Tried to take it the moon, but it's the mad house
I tried make it up to you, but then y'all split me into two and yet y'all doubled up your fatals

I'm rounding up these last days
I'm clouding, making ash trays
I'm counting up my last K's
I count on luck, I never had no cap space

God bless, can't sell my soul (soul)
Lost rest on all my faults (faults)
God bless, can't break no code
Regret this voice in me, hard to keep loyalty, go miles and miles from home (yeah)
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Writer: Christopher Kane
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Language: English
Length: 3:38
Written by: Christopher Kane

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