Styler - Fire In The Streets lyrics

rate me

It's a jug, but all fed lines won't save you

The pinned hope in 'em deadlights

Fair lies in the dead lines

Every time I write it be a masterpiece, I don't break that

Smoke that old all the time

More time mean, you can see it in my eyes

I'mma go through so much weed a day

But always on point and I best gets paid

Ain't got a point to prove

I just show and prove, yeah

Get out my way when I'm makin' a move

Snooze inna G-Unit use

Gon' wait fo' no-one

Yeah, I'm on a mission like cruise

Ain't too social, and man, I don't smile

And if it ain't money, my phone don't dial up

I'm just stuck in my way to stuck in the ends

Wastin' away

Don't gas, man, I put em in the pedal school

No-one get the action, man, like riddle fools

Tell that flow it ain't acceptable

You're like bathroom music, not edible

Not gonna hear it, pop the flow, share it

Type of guys that sent them tunes to the deejay

Tick tunes, I don't wanna air it

Nah, deadlines, I don't wanna air it

Draw me out while you're beggin' fo' attention

No-one's gonna care to this yearnin' of my mention

Stop beggin', get the kick out yo mouth

Look at yo face, I see nothin' but clam

Man of my big words, you're an actor

Fuckin' up the background