Fire

Tell 'em that I need more

Fire

Tell 'em that we need more

Tell 'em that I need more

I woke up this morning

Rolled a joint then got to it

Dealt with real life shit

Manned up and got through it

I'm a real D-Boy

Take a look up in my face

Never did real-estate

And still put you in yo place

And I don't trust dog hoes

Dog hoes got fleas

From where they rock ski-masks

And don't nobody ski

Every time I spit a verse

My city like, preach

**** thought I got evicted

How my shit up in the streets

B-I-G Sean, ain't nothin' obese

But the feast

Swear I'm skinny

'Cause I'm always on my feet

Gotta hustle every second

Stacking paper every week

Boy I'm in the field for real

I might run up in some cleats

Was in Japan so long

I almost learned to speak

Had to leave, back to the hood

Where they don't understand unless

You speakin' trapanese

If I fall down bet I only trampoline

Bounce back, back on my feet

That's just how it be

I be outta town reppin'

Valid as an absentee

Lord G's, jealous motherfuckers

Tryna absent me

Fuck these **** up

Now it's absent teeth

Tryna pass on me

When I'm first place in the playoffs, bitch

I'm even workin' half days

On my day off, bitch

Say it's gon' kill me, fuck it

I work graveyard shifts

'Long as that weed and money chillin'

In the pile bitch I need that fuckin'

Fire

Tell 'em that I need more

Fire

Tell 'em that we need more

Fire

Right now, right now, right now

I know it's been a long, long

It's been a long, long time

A long time

I know it's been a long, long time

I woke up this morning

Rolled a joint then got to it

Can do anything in the world

Except not do it

Bought my fam new land

Six star crib

Mama feelin' like she Jewish

I'm the motherfuckin' truest

Yeah, I talk about my mom

But shout out to my dad

Would drive me to school

Every single chance he had

Tell me 'bout the crazy girls

And all about his past

And gave me the talks

That made me to a man

Not everybody got a dad

But they got a Uncle Sam

But he ain't come around

Till I made a hundred grand

Comin' from Detroit

Where everybody say whaddup doe?

Horror movie shit

'Cause everybody there cut throat

Watch who you hustle with

You might not get a cut

Though even though you deserved

A commission plus mo'

And grandma said

When she saw my commercial

Stop having people at your shows

That wasn't at rehearsals

I'm tryna get a office

At the Empire State

To bring it back to empire's plate

That's home

Man I'm reppin' for my entire state

Prayin' that I won't be late

When it's all finished

At the endin'

After all the bottles spillin'

Throttle grippin', model switchin'

Chin chillin' in my villa

Fuckin' like I tryna populate a village

I'm replenished, I didn't do it

Just for the money man

For the feeling

I made it through the

Fire

Tell 'em that I need more

Fire

Tell 'em that we need more

Fire

Right now, right now, right now

I know it's been a long, long

It's been a long, long time

A long time

I know it's been a long, long time

But it's never, never been too late

It's never, never been too late

It's never, never been too late

It's never, ever been too late

Just know that it's never

Never been too late

It's never, never been too late

It's never, ever been too late

It's never, never too late

Do what you wanna do

Fuck everything else