Lyrics:
in tha park in tha grass
You want to nigga that'll stick a big stick in your ass
That fire!
(Chorus [Juvenile])
I got that fire
Shit, I got that
for us ghetto bastards
What can we do when we're arrested, but open fire
Life in the pen ain't for me, 'cause I'd rather die
But don't cry through
just wanna inspire
Nah, I'm not washed, I still got that (fire)
I'm gonna retire and sit by the (fire)
Liar, liar, pants on (fire)
Man talk big
Gervaise. He's still kicking the
beggar. And he's putting the boot in there and he's got the beggar
down and the steward's giving him a little bit of advice,
nigga like a 7B
Big dog, get it, you still on your pedigree
Yeah, fly nigga with some stupid swag
Dead faces keep my money in the body bag
mine, it's all about calls, calls
Material, razor, plate, you see your profit rising
Still learnin' the algorithms and monetizing
Not condoning
far greater
I am like Michael Angelo the archangel
If he was a dark natured art painter
Painting a picture of heart failure
Look at the all the trash In
(woo)
They play Pop so much it feel like he still here
Got us woo walkin', wearin' Dior just to be clear (facts)
COVID-19 shit got Fred The Godson
One
Because it was either succeed at
Music or go under, he
Operated with a frantic
Bold energy that got him noticed
In the rap world
He was still a very young
hurt
Do lying hurt
When I get in this booth and spit this fire verse
Send em on a mission
Guess he dying first
Why you acting tough
You gon what do what
I'll never sacrifice my mans for a 100 mill
Stuck by side since the womb for you I'll kill
We done tortured niggas to the max no emmet till
I'm
to get in a position
so that I could open fire
Fuck a ski mask, unpolished fish grease
Let the fully blast
May he rest in piss Miss smash up outta there
I
darkness
Lighters in the air from the sound as you hearken
How can you be scared of the fire if you're the arson
Frankenstein, still more than the sum of my
exhaust tha fear of God
And He don't like ugly
Mirror strong, where it belong
Dear Davon, Sincerely Mill
I feel tha chills
I'll seal tha deal
Or spit for
a Mill A M&M
Big head bills Benjamin
Bag talk bag talk
Kicks by Virgil Cash walk
Came from the streets nigga Asphalt
I be looking like
Feeling like
party around the way
Doing illegal shit, but he's just a kid
Still he's in luck today, he got a fuck today
Yeah he bust his very first nut today
In
When The Bees Are In The Hive - Bill Monroe
(Bryan/Mills)
By the mill stream sits the Miller's pretty daughter
Her cheeks are like the first red
me, test who?
Test me, 2Real that's Depz g
Riding round with my older dawgs
In that X6 no X3 and I still rap
Still trap
Still out here trynna see a mill
Rainy days when you cryin
And I know it hurts you to see all the shit that I be tied in
I do this shit for my brother I know that he look up to me
Don't
without
That "Ars'" in it
When you get a God body he could either
Get the fire or six feet of dirt
A service in the Imam Masjid
Or a preacher church
said make that mill'
Empty your pockets and you got zill
Say that he won't but I know that I will
Open the till
Yeah, I said make that mill'
Empty
him to get in a position
So that I could open fire
Fuck a ski mask! unpolished fish grease
Let the fully blast! may he rest in piss miss smash up
I'm gone ignore
I ain't gone lie I was real broke that was once before
Even if it's cold my white boy he still wearin shorts
Put a bow on my kitchen
on fire
I got some liabilities, but I'm still on fire
If it's not amazing that I'm on fire
I've been to hell and back, but I'm still on fire
What's in
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