[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