ransom - Flammable lyrics

rate me

The street shit is catching up to me

I don’t know how longer I can go without the luxury

Or having money come to me, this shit no longer fun to me

I don’t think it ever was, desert eagle black man

Since I’m leather gloved, just to keep my head above

What these niggas said was love

Is just another way to keep me come before they shed your blood

And every pot hole on the road to riches

Must have took a wrong turn they wonder why I’m so suspicious

And why the flow is vicious, I went to hell and back

Just so I can post the pictures

Call a couple hoes and mistress, bet you duffle’s on your shitlist

I’d probably be the first name, at every rapper

Who you think they throw the worst pay, me, fuck it

I ain’t tryina win a contest, but raise back in this game

And it’s sounding like a bomb threat

I sent your ass beyond death, your shadow upon your mom’s steps

Run up in your daughter school, and rip out her prom dress

Damn, I’m feeling like an animal, considering where I’ve been

That’s perfectly, understandable

Surgically, I’m a cannibal, oblivious to pain

I’m a don, you ain’t gotta treat these indians the same

I’m a king and I ain’t never been affiliate with james

Don king, I suggest you get familiat with the name, duffle

Yeah, they telling me don’t feel like this

You can’t tell me how to feel.