FIRE ft. Abhay JK Lyrics

It's over, I killed you

Throw more dirt

Bury you in field you, there was no real you

But I had to peel you apart just to build you

Wheeled you through the dark

Teach you 'bout the art

Wait let me light the spark

I put the fire in these dudes

Glad you caught the spark

Takes a tyrant just to rule

I guess I fit the part

Bodies on my shoes

We not stepping soft

What I got to loose

I done lost it all

If you aint built like me so we best not meet

That goes to yo ur camp 

I'm seeing I'm swinging I'mma beat out the living

Ding ding ding I'm ringing

I came up  winning cuz the hate make me better

And the savour the taste, like pussy on a platter

Cold like Cincinnati

She wanna my addy

Are you illuminati, heard you got a body?

But I dont got no memories

Of that death note, its forgotten

Chillin' with more problems

Living like Robbin, came from the bottom

So I had to stop em

Tell me where they at yeah (I said fuck em)

All your assumptions everyone presumptuous

All I got is munchies

Chillin' with hanchos bitch on my thug shit

Gratos, feeling those vibes

Pablo savage mode till I die

Soul is trapped in this module

Ghost is back alive

Fuck the world till my dick numb

Even then I'm not pulling out

I think I got symptoms

I'm in my feels bitch

Hit 'em with real shit

I gotta kill shit

They dont care for the realness

Prepare for the rawness

Marinated beef now we searing it

God gave me straight to the womb, my mama surrogate

There aint no peace

So please don't interfere with me

You get bitter when I lay that shit sweet

Run up the reach

Drawing a line in the space of the blunt

Racing against  time got no place with no adjust

Pay with my blood, face in the dust

Don't make it a fuss

That's a type of death a ghost would lust

I put the fire in these dudes

Glad you caught the spark

Takes a tyrant just to rule

I guess I fit the part

Bodies on my shoes

We not stepping soft

What I got to loose

I done lost it all

I put the fire in these dudes

Glad you caught the spark

Takes a tyrant just to rule

I guess I fit the part

Bodies on my shoes

We not stepping soft

What I got to loose

I done lost it all