KYLE YOUNG

KYLE YOUNG - Snowball lyrics

rate me

(I keep) Rollin this snowball downhill

And it's growing control is gone

And I can't help but yellin' out, please help me now

Road polished, so brolic

Mo' many gigs I'm a show-holic

A pro, not yet, hope for it

Meanwhile I'm smokin' up a whole forest

Bold tourist, home a fortress

Might have to leave it all to go forward

Cold water on the face of my clock

You blowin' up hip-hop, I'm makin' it pop

With out makin' it pop

In synch with my self

And never gonna stop till I drink from the well

Ain't never gonna change the way I speak for as sale

You never see me talking to police on a cell

I can't do that, I jay walk too much

And if u piss me off then kay talks to much

All u people down there get out the way,

There's an avalanche comin', I'm shoutin' – shoutin'

Pullin' my weight

Pullin' up rank

Pullin' the reigns

My brain is a bank

I deposit knowledge and save it

And as my interest goes up, I donate it

So if you need a little help I provide it

Just wish it worked when I try to buy it

My business relentless I miss diggin' Christmas

But now I'm on a mission with panoramic vision

Open frame wide shot analytic distance

Goal is fame, why not? damn I feel resistance

Over came so much pain, man don't handle kid shit

Novocain it goes away, anvils BAM a snitch

And I'm callin' out like Uncle Sam

Put up your hands, I need support; I hope this forms a couple fans

All you people down there get out the way,

Avalanche is comin', I'm shoutin' – shoutin'

A little solemn a monument's been demolished

Perhaps too much auto tune and polish polish

But watch it blossom, a wallflower bloomin' bright

Soggy rotten, talking for the crew tonight

Oscar winnin' suicide lost up in my cutie's eyes

Thought you had me figured out, I'm rockin' yet a new disguise

Who am I? I dunno yet

But I am so set, on writin' you a dope check

Arm span gon' stretch, like a Bowflex

I don't mean to boast but I'm focused like a cokehead

Kyle's drive is solar-powered, holme I'll go for hours

I'm reaching out so the gold is ours; go devour

A code of honor; a coat of armor; goals to conquer

No more mediocre, nothing less than dope or bonkers

Everybody down there get out the way

Avalanche is comin', I'm shoutin' – shoutin'

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