Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tilden Parc
Tilden Parc
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nickalaus Jackson
Nickalaus Jackson
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tilden Parc
Tilden Parc
Producer

Lyrics

Let the truth be told
Grew up down bad now the shit on go finna' count my dough
Til the thumb got slit
Put my neck on glitzPut my name on list I'ma Shine on a bitch I'm
From the bay been player 1 way too clean
I was born this way this my DNA I was EBT
Now it's bread on the way what's the ETA I dun
Took my pain made it sound too clean
I'm a trill ass **** like me never thought I can't
Got a dollar on me what is life but a dream?
I been living my fate **** turn me up
I ain't even hit 10 bruh this shit lightweight et em feel that bass
Finna test yo jaw like my name last name Davis
Heard yo slaps but it sound outdated
Wouldn't rate it
I got twin in the backseat peeling off clothes
I'm 5 from the crib but she puttin' on show
Tell 'em eat my dust when the green light show
I'ma peel off **** don't want this smoke
Lil **** you don't want this smoke
I'ma spark this shit I been feelin' on edge
I'ma burn that down til the ashes cold
I'm on fire I'm on fire I'm on fire I'm on fire
I'm on fire I'm on fire I'm on fire I'm on fire
I'ma spark this shit I been feelin' on edge
I'ma burn that down til the ash get cold
I'm on fire I'm on fire I'm on fire I'm on fire
I'ma spark this shit I been feelin' on edge
I'ma burn that down til the ash get cold
I'm on fire I'm on fire I'm on fire I'm on fire
I'm on fire I'm Higher I'm on fire I'm Higher
I'm on fire I'm on fire I'm on fire I'm on fire
I'm on fire I'm Higher I'm on fire I'm Higher
I jump up and count my blessing
I ball out so hard
Got 'em thinkin' I'm ambidextrous
Look at me manifest it
I'm in love with the bread look at it spread
They thinkin' I'm blue band sexual
Sign on the dotted Circle the amount
Hella 0's like I win runnin' routes
I wanted this since I jumped up off the porch
I been free since I lived on Raven's couch
Gold frames on me leadin' the charge
My eyes is open I could see up to Mars
I'm Steve with a Mac serving up genius bars
Reach for the ceiling ****
I'm the same lil **** with the gap-tooth smile
I'll never back track I'm a long way from home
Where block too hot I been touching on road
Break ground when I grow I was kissed by a rose
**** wouldn't go a mile if they laced my soles
I could walk on air like I'm stepping on stone
I'ma spark this shit I don't fear no death
I'ma burn that down til the ash get cold
I'm on fire I'm on fire I'm on fire I'm on fire
I'm on fire I'm Higher I'm on fire I'm Higher
I'm on fire I'm on fire I'm on fire I'm on fire
I'm on fire I'm Higher I'm on fire I'm Higher
I'm on fire I'm on fire I'm on fire I'm on fire
I'm on fire I'm Higher I'm on fire I'm Higher
I'm on fire I'm on fire I'm on fire I'm on fire
I'm on fire I'm Higher I'm on fire I'm Higher
Written by: Nickalaus Jackson
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