They tryna' box me out the industry, I gotta' counter in
How you claim you rare when you don't got no common sense
We was in the trenches cuz' we knew the consequence, bro wanna' do real estate yeah he tryna' go legit
Ain't no weight class in the trenches gotta' battle everything
How you say you love me, you don't even know my name
They say that I'm fire cuz' I'm spitting real pain
They kicked me out the studio that shit went up in flames
I get it how I live it while they rap about what they isn't
I be in the stu to me chef I'm in the kitchen
Married to the game, encountered losses just to win it
Sit back and have patience while I practice my religion
Naw you don't believe, believe that gon' cross you like a Christian
They gon' want your dog shit if all they got is the big shit
They gon' want the ill if all they got is the sick shit
They gon' want your chicken if all they got is they biscuit
Last supper he exchanged some flames before but this one here his last thunder
If you shoot at me I'm shooting back, I'm putting heads under
Shawty text my phone like what we on and she stay with her brother
Uber to my crib but I forgot I used my last rubber
Hold me down don't hold me up like you a kickstand
Everybody die but not live and thats the truth and hold yourself accountable don't ever blame no other man, don't blame no other man
Cuz' that's boss shit, his conscious told him run up he got done up then he lost it
Drill dun fell apart we bust them glizzies had to toss them
Gotta' keep it on me, when you buzzing you a target
Not no common Philly rapper baby I'm ah' artist, I'm the hardest
Higher than a cargo plane I'm hanging like uncharted
I ain't buzzing yet but I'm gon' get it to be honest
Yeah shit I'm gon' get to be honest
Keep it 100, keep it a bean
Never showed no love, all of a sudden you proud of me
She want her hair done and she want a Prada tee, she love them Prada jeans
She know Ima' prodigy, she a smut it's in her genes huh shit
Roll a dodie, celebrate, and sip the lean
When I see the red I'm still focused on the green
I tell D.O.N don't let the hoes get in between, we finally catching dreams
They tryna' box me out the industry, I gotta' counter in
How you claim you rare when you don't got no common sense
We was in the trenches cuz' we knew the consequence, bro wanna' do real estate yeah he tryna' go legit
Ain't no weight class in the trenches gotta' battle everything
How you say you love me, you don't even know my name
They say that I'm fire cuz' I'm spitting real pain
They kicked me out the studio that shit went up in flames
They tryna' box me out the industry, I gotta' counter in
How you claim you rare when you don't got no common sense
We was in the trenches cuz' we knew the consequence, bro wanna' do real estate yeah he tryna' go legit
Ain't no weight class in the trenches gotta' battle everything
How you say you love me, you don't even know my name
They say that I'm fire cuz' I'm spitting real pain
They kicked me out the studio that shit went up in flames
(Burning)
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They tryna' box me out the industry, I gotta' counter in
How you claim you rare when you don't got no common sense
We was in the trenches cuz' we knew the consequence, bro wanna' do real estate yeah he tryna' go legit
Ain't no weight class in the trenches gotta' battle everything
How you say you love me, you don't even know my name
They say that I'm fire cuz' I'm spitting real pain
They kicked me out the studio that shit went up in flames
I get it how I live it while they rap about what they isn't
I be in the stu to me chef I'm in the kitchen
Married to the game, encountered losses just to win it
Sit back and have patience while I practice my religion
Naw you don't believe, believe that gon' cross you like a Christian
They gon' want your dog shit if all they got is the big shit
They gon' want the ill if all they got is the sick shit
They gon' want your chicken if all they got is they biscuit
Last supper he exchanged some flames before but this one here his last thunder
If you shoot at me I'm shooting back, I'm putting heads under
Shawty text my phone like what we on and she stay with her brother
Uber to my crib but I forgot I used my last rubber
Hold me down don't hold me up like you a kickstand
Everybody die but not live and thats the truth and hold yourself accountable don't ever blame no other man, don't blame no other man
Cuz' that's boss shit, his conscious told him run up he got done up then he lost it
Drill dun fell apart we bust them glizzies had to toss them
Gotta' keep it on me, when you buzzing you a target
Not no common Philly rapper baby I'm ah' artist, I'm the hardest
Higher than a cargo plane I'm hanging like uncharted
I ain't buzzing yet but I'm gon' get it to be honest
Yeah shit I'm gon' get to be honest
Keep it 100, keep it a bean
Never showed no love, all of a sudden you proud of me
She want her hair done and she want a Prada tee, she love them Prada jeans
She know Ima' prodigy, she a smut it's in her genes huh shit
Roll a dodie, celebrate, and sip the lean
When I see the red I'm still focused on the green
I tell D.O.N don't let the hoes get in between, we finally catching dreams
They tryna' box me out the industry, I gotta' counter in
How you claim you rare when you don't got no common sense
We was in the trenches cuz' we knew the consequence, bro wanna' do real estate yeah he tryna' go legit
Ain't no weight class in the trenches gotta' battle everything
How you say you love me, you don't even know my name
They say that I'm fire cuz' I'm spitting real pain
They kicked me out the studio that shit went up in flames
They tryna' box me out the industry, I gotta' counter in
How you claim you rare when you don't got no common sense
We was in the trenches cuz' we knew the consequence, bro wanna' do real estate yeah he tryna' go legit
Ain't no weight class in the trenches gotta' battle everything
How you say you love me, you don't even know my name
They say that I'm fire cuz' I'm spitting real pain
They kicked me out the studio that shit went up in flames
(Burning)
How you claim you rare when you don't got no common sense
We was in the trenches cuz' we knew the consequence, bro wanna' do real estate yeah he tryna' go legit
Ain't no weight class in the trenches gotta' battle everything
How you say you love me, you don't even know my name
They say that I'm fire cuz' I'm spitting real pain
They kicked me out the studio that shit went up in flames
I get it how I live it while they rap about what they isn't
I be in the stu to me chef I'm in the kitchen
Married to the game, encountered losses just to win it
Sit back and have patience while I practice my religion
Naw you don't believe, believe that gon' cross you like a Christian
They gon' want your dog shit if all they got is the big shit
They gon' want the ill if all they got is the sick shit
They gon' want your chicken if all they got is they biscuit
Last supper he exchanged some flames before but this one here his last thunder
If you shoot at me I'm shooting back, I'm putting heads under
Shawty text my phone like what we on and she stay with her brother
Uber to my crib but I forgot I used my last rubber
Hold me down don't hold me up like you a kickstand
Everybody die but not live and thats the truth and hold yourself accountable don't ever blame no other man, don't blame no other man
Cuz' that's boss shit, his conscious told him run up he got done up then he lost it
Drill dun fell apart we bust them glizzies had to toss them
Gotta' keep it on me, when you buzzing you a target
Not no common Philly rapper baby I'm ah' artist, I'm the hardest
Higher than a cargo plane I'm hanging like uncharted
I ain't buzzing yet but I'm gon' get it to be honest
Yeah shit I'm gon' get to be honest
Keep it 100, keep it a bean
Never showed no love, all of a sudden you proud of me
She want her hair done and she want a Prada tee, she love them Prada jeans
She know Ima' prodigy, she a smut it's in her genes huh shit
Roll a dodie, celebrate, and sip the lean
When I see the red I'm still focused on the green
I tell D.O.N don't let the hoes get in between, we finally catching dreams
They tryna' box me out the industry, I gotta' counter in
How you claim you rare when you don't got no common sense
We was in the trenches cuz' we knew the consequence, bro wanna' do real estate yeah he tryna' go legit
Ain't no weight class in the trenches gotta' battle everything
How you say you love me, you don't even know my name
They say that I'm fire cuz' I'm spitting real pain
They kicked me out the studio that shit went up in flames
They tryna' box me out the industry, I gotta' counter in
How you claim you rare when you don't got no common sense
We was in the trenches cuz' we knew the consequence, bro wanna' do real estate yeah he tryna' go legit
Ain't no weight class in the trenches gotta' battle everything
How you say you love me, you don't even know my name
They say that I'm fire cuz' I'm spitting real pain
They kicked me out the studio that shit went up in flames
(Burning)
Writer: I’jazz Carter
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid