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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeKEEP IT BURNIN (feat. Kanye West)
Shit, we gon' do this shit rightGet in first-line, let it take offYou made it brine then I take offCross me so much, I got nails in my handCity on fireCity on fire (Last time, yeah, yeah)City on fire (I got you)(ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob)Comin' from the 'Raq, the home of the drillersI'ma buy a home next to your home if I miss youRubbin' on your ass, but your mouth is the issueWhen you run for '24, I bet your spouse gon' be with youWho put this together? Me, that's who"We did it, Joe, " but what they really do?Save the pep talk, and the TED Talk (Ye)I'm 'bout to set it off (Ye) , I'm 'bout to set it off (Ye)Somebody said he off (Ye) , well, let me get this off (Ye)Visionary thoughts (Ye) 'fore I could barely talk (Ye)Mind runnin' laps (Ye) 'fore I could barely walk (Ye)They say we never make it (Ye) , that's what you thought (Ye)Cross me so much I got nails in my handCity on fire (Yeah, Pluto)City on fire (Yeah)City on fireCookin' out the PyrexCity on fire (Never had a doubt on the shit but I told you)City on fire (Nigga, I'ma bring it, I'ma, ah, ah)City on fireCookin' out the bowl, tryna scrape out the paintOne day I was high, had to pour the whole pintWoke up in the sky, same money from the bankI'll take it wrapped in plastic, accept anythingCut up the dark with the fetti, nine timesDoped up today like I got ninety-nine livesBlood on my money, see the blood in my eyesLaFerrari, bando, two at a timeEvery time I fuck, you gotta tell me it's mineSinnin' again, I've been winnin' againTray done got shot, he back spinnin' againRidin' with the fire, bitch ain't never gon' seeWalkin' in the day one in the head is a mustDark in my flesh, say it run in my cupRose gold like a Band-Aid over my cutTailored in plush and covered up all this kushCross me so much, I got nails in my handCity on fire, like BethlehemTestin' my faith and I fell in a tranceBlessings on blessings, they fell in my handComin' from the 'Raq, we the home of the drillersComin' from the hundreds, you got change for a billion?Comin' for the house, real change in a minuteWhen I run for ‘24, I know my spouse better be with meHundred feet tall when I stand on the businessLook at how we did everything we intendedYou don't want no tension, boy, you just want attentionI'ma pop up at your house if you pop up in my mentionsGot a bando, count money with a MACSeen too much violence, done seen too much deathBodies on bodies, got a gang full of themRaised by gangsters, prostitutes and pimpsVisit my grandmother in prison on SundayTalk in third person, won't admit it if I done itMoney like Sage in my house, keep it burnin'Money like Sage in my house, keep it burnin'City on fireMoney like Sage in my house keep it burnin'City on fireMoney like Sage in my house keep it burnin'City on fireCity on fireCity on fireMoney like Sage in my house keep it burnin'Shit, we gon' do this shit right, I got yaFirst-line, let it take offCross me so much I got nails on my handsCity on fire
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