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Fire In The Booth Lyrics - Artist : SAINt JHN
[SAINt JHN:]
Look, me and my friend Charlie, the mood Harley, the mood narly You asking who the fuck, who are we Look, pink sweater, white pants, white short He look like he swings iron, but that nigga never golf Look, no resort for me, no loss for me, no thought for me No boss for me, water clean, no Voss for me I paid the price, AmEx bill, no cost for me I fuck her off, there's no loss for me It's tossing me awfully, it's just a car, it's just the Golf It's just my brain, I'm just too smart It's just some art, I need it now, it's Á La Carte It's kind of dark, he hit the light, I hit the spark I hit my cheap expressway So niggas like me won't never feel no type of way So you don't have to run up on me Tell me type of afraid, are you some type of way? Are you some type of blind, are you some type of grey? Cause I'm like: Show them where I'm from Holding a nun, holding a gun, sippin' my rum Tellin' my mom, day that I'm done: Scream Brooklyn, Guyana, yell where I'm from Boss if we ain't married You tryna find all the emotions I buried You tryna see who I am tonight, but I vary Shit that I learned, you can't find in no library, time scary You can be a suspect, you can be a custy Still know how the trap work, even if I'm rusty These are still the hood rules, this the way it must be You can never grind, never flux, don't disgust me This is not for play now, things that I play about Paid my mama house off, win a VMA now Tryna buy a grotto, strappin' on the greyhound Aiming at the opps now, circling the playground Virginia for real though, niggas sellin' rello Make a quarter mil, oh, weigh it by the kilo I'm just sayin' facts now, you should see the B-roll And I'm busy lowlight, tryna be a hero You can be a suspect, you can be a custy Still know how the trap work, even if I'm rusty These are just the real facts, you cannot discuss me If you're not a street dude, you can never touch me It's just me and my wifey for life This me and my side-piece if you like Just me and my dying peace in the night I don't mean to objectify her in the lie But if she prefers to be my bad bitch tonight Who am I to dishonor her sacrifice? I don't mean to... SAINt JHN in the buildin' [Charlie Sloth:] Wassup, look [SAINt JHN:] You can be a suspect, you can be a custy Still know how the trap work, even if I'm rusty These are still the hood rules, this the way it must be You can never talk, never flex, don't disgust me This is my Marcella bag with white granite This is my money I spend, but I plan it This is my whole fuckin', [?] whole planet (He's heating up) Look, they was late bringin' my silk to the hotel with the bags Simone, I told her buy the Off-White and then pop the tags You told me take off the top, but still leave on the rack I told 'em: "Hold up, I'm gettin' money, it's coolers, but I don't brag" Because now the niggas got the opps, now I'm in a Dot Now they see the light, now they clap and props Now they at the stop sign, but they ain't really screamin' stop 'Cause I look better in a Drop I look better when my diamonds bright I look better when I am 6'3 high I look better when my dark hit the light I look better when my purple hit the Sprite But I don't advocate that It's not like I'm tryna say niggas just way back It's not like I don't got the dreads, and fucked the wave-cap It's not like you can't hit the Fire Booth playback Tell 'em don't betray that That nigga there he the hardest, create a Goddess Ain't nobody like this, mm, shootin' garbage I'm telling everybody else wherever you started I put my gun, my pistol where your heart is And I don't believe in bein' a shooter, 'cause my hands clean, mean I mean I just use my hand cream, gleam I mean them niggas had a big dream, seen Now the cold turned into ice cream In my mind it's a little different, listen Pission, position, and if you wanna switch up... [Charlie Sloth:] SAINt JHN, wow [SAINt JHN:] Can I keep goin'? [Charlie Sloth:] You wanna keep goin'? [SAINt JHN:] Yeah [SAINt JHN (Charlie Sloth):] Dear mom if I don't make it, if I don't make it home tonight If I don't get back to New York, if I don't never catch this flight If somebody stop me and I swing my hand and I gotta fight If I had to say rude words, and never was to polite Then you understand my damage You understand where I'm from and my dynamic You understand the moment I never take for granted You understand how I ashed out on this planet Niggas standin' on the granite I need marble for the days that I never had no cheese on my bread And my grades never sold no motherfuckin' Bs and no As They told me watch my hand, watch my mouth Dont misbehave, don't switch the key But I, I ain't know the tombs, and I ain't know the bling So I know not talk when they know to sing And I know to hold my hand tight, I know the ring 'Cause the Coat of Arms is my heart, just standin' by the... (He's on fire) Tryna catch my breath, I talk slow Ghetto Lenny's favorite talkshow (Perfect) I don't wanna wait when you all go I don't wanna wonder where's Waldo 'Cause in my mind, it's still in the same place that it been And my mind is runnin' this race just again It's ten years later I've been patient and gainin' And I still look great, I ain't wasting a thing And my skincare routine is strippers and booze And whatever you do and me not payin' my dues, fuck bein' rude Whatever I might choose and I dare, my heart involved Whatever you do, I play my card, you played the wall I ain't never been scared to dance I ain't never been scared to fight I ain't never been scared to move I ain't never been scared to write I ain't never been scared of dark I ain't never been 'fraid of light I ain't never been fucking short Niggas, 6'3 is a brave height, it look like God blessed him with the good looks And the Lord blessed him with some good hooks I never read but I read some good books She look good, boy that's a good look, hey [Charlie Sloth (SAINt JHN):] SAINt JHN in the buildin Ayy bro, you gettin' me excited in here I like hearin' Trap man, and you're wild of it You're not even crazy, you're wild of it (I like this, I need this, I need this energy all day) That was mad bruv, got me feelin' a certain way I can't lie, when I came in I was tired I was tired, I been travellin' around the world I'm charged bro (You ready know now?) For the first time in 10 years I feel like I could go for a jog (Mm) I feel like a could run now, you don't see fat people run in 2019 [SAINt JHN (Charlie Sloth):] Look, Charlie just told me he got a house in the country And I'm still late somehow with my sprint bill monthly, right So when I walk in with my pink shirt and pink shoes, am I comfy? No, I just look way better at bein' hungry You see the difference is if you listen kid This means my ignition slipped That mean I just got a permission slip from the niggas Who at the digits with I mean look, truth is I walk in with Biggs' brother and big Brother and I'm just his kid brother But I... Hahaha And that's just half of the ground I did cover but... (I just need to clap for a minute my guy) (You're crazy with it JHN, SAINt JHN) It feel good |
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