Burn

Album: Fighting Demons (2021)
Charted: 55 34
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  • (If Young Metro don't trust you, trust you)

    I can't take one Percocet, start tonight off, I just took a 60
    Burberry on me, shoot you in your back, you just got Pretty Ricky
    I tie the Chanel runners, then I get back to running the city
    And I know that it's hell coming, I ain't worried, my niggas, they with me
    Gotta put the narcotics down, I can feel 'em fuckin' up my kidney
    And punching my liver, if I let it kill me, my mama'll never forgive me
    Ain't numbing my feelings, if I let it kill 'em, my baby will never forgive me
    This remind me of hell, sometimes I wonder if that's where God really sent me

    Hands up in the fire, burn, burn, burn, burn
    Hands up in the fire, burn, burn, burn, burn
    I pray to God for some water to wash down these Percs
    I been cursed since birth, guess I never learn
    Hands up in the fire, burn, burn, burn, burn
    Hands up in the fire, burn, burn, burn, burn
    I pray to God for some water to wash down these Percs
    I been cursed since birth, guess I never learn

    The truth hurts, let it bleed out, if they hurt you, let 'em leave
    My heart hurtin', let me bleed out, only way I'll find peace
    I'm tryna get set free, but these chains on me
    Choke me, I can't breathe, what's reality?
    Uh, detached from myself, uh-huh, numb the pain with my wealth
    Uh, a bag from Chanel match the double C on my belt, uh
    Bands in my pants, I barely be holdin' my pants up
    But the money ain't the answer
    I'm just tryna reach some new highs
    Mix this with that, bet it feel nice
    Codeine, only sip if I got ice
    Look my girl in her eyes, tell her I won't die
    I fell asleep too deep that one time
    Woke up to your cry, girl, I'm fine
    But I lied
    Had a dream I wasn't gon' wake up this time

    Hands up in the fire, burn, burn, burn, burn
    Hands up in the fire, burn, burn, burn, burn
    I pray to God for some water to wash down these Percs
    I been cursed since birth, guess I never learn
    Hands up in the fire, burn, burn, burn, burn
    Hands up in the fire, burn, burn, burn, burn
    I pray to God for some water to wash down these Percs
    I been cursed since birth, guess I never learn Writer/s: Jarad A. Higgins, Joel Fajerman, Leland Tyler Wayne
    Publisher: BMG Rights Management, Songtrust Ave, Universal Music Publishing Group
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

Comments: 2

  • Jovil from FranceHere is the original sample composed and perforée by Joel Fajerman
    https://bit.ly/3RwmUwC
  • Factknower9000 from In The Studio Rnmetro didnt make the beat, rexkudo made the beat. metro added some violins and some f--kin metal clanking noises he didnt do siht
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