Yea, hey what up? Hey what's happenin'?
Tell 'em!
I think I'm on fire, I think I'm on fire
I think I'm on fire, I think I'm on fire
That street shit stuck in me I'm in love with the hustle
Like puttin' coke on the stove, I'm in love with the bubble
I'm on fire, I wont lie. I'm so fly, I dont try
Still smokin' that kinda shit that cause terror
I'm all about my bread like Pinera
'Aint got no platinum mirror(?) I wont get inside a porsche
But been about my money since I jumped up off the porch
And way before this rap game I weighed that grass up
Made a promise to my bitches that would be my last truck
And ever since then I been focused on this movement
And trying to make a livin' off of this music and I'm on fire
They said I'm gettin' hot, I started off cold
And I aint even trippin' baby this is how it goes
They said I wouldn't make it, I had to let 'em know
The only problem is they aint hate when I was broke.
But I think I'm on fire, I think I'm on fire
Now I think I'm on fire, I think I'm on fire
Now I think I'm on fire, I think I'm on fire
Now I think I'm on fire, I think I'm on fire
Now I think I'm on fire
When man was sittin' in jail and writing crazy bars.
I was behind bars goin hard and just playin' cards
Now I talk to A&Rs from all across the country
But imma hang up if that bitch aint talkin' bout no money,
Man it's crazy (It's crazy.)
Never thought that I would make it but I made it (I made it.)
So this one for my haters, yea we here motherfuckers
We here now, hop inside that big body, smash on the gas and peel out
Got my people bailed out, this is what to feel 'bout
Where just a little bit of money get you killed now.
And I'm on that country shit, really on that country shit
First they wasn't fuckin' with me now the one they fuckin' with
Told it power off, baby I just broke a new door
I'm on fire, bitch I started off as lukewarm
Money the reason why these bitches call me cute for
So many women on my dick I should do porn.
They said I'm gettin' hot, I started off cold
And I aint even trippin' baby this is how it goes
They said I wouldn't make it, I had to let 'em know
The only problem is they aint hate when I was broke.
But I think I'm on fire, I think I'm on fire
Now I think I'm on fire, I think I'm on fire
Now I think I'm on fire, I think I'm on fire
Now I think I'm on fire, I think I'm on fire
Now I think I'm on fire
Just ask about me in the build they'll say they know dude
They love me in the streets, like a plate of soul food
My homeboy told me "watch out G."
I cant believe the way my own people will talk 'bout me
But if there's money somewhere, you know what I'm about to do
All about the cheese and the pasta like Italian food
A lot of rappers got deals they can hardly rep
And I dont give an F like the famous stars in Stratford
Man, they hardly trap. But talk about the bricks
But we all know that they really aint talkin' bout shit
That bullshit they talkin' bout man we aint tryna hear it
That's ridiculousness
They said I'm gettin' hot, I started off cold
And I aint even trippin' baby this is how it goes
They said I wouldn't make it, I had to let 'em know
The only problem is they aint hate when I was broke.
But I think I'm on fire, I think I'm on fire
Now I think I'm on fire, I think I'm on fire
Now I think I'm on fire, I think I'm on fire
Now I think I'm on fire, I think I'm on fire
Now I think I'm on fire.
