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with your eyes, stack cash then stunt
Dump your problems in the ash tray, fire up you some'ing
Why try to play catch up, breathe easy stay humble
Cutty

styles mine
so why would you ruin it
so you thought that G was all washed up
but the ring around the collar is so damn tough
you know i'm not the type

cruising to the money, I be speeding n*gga
God gang and that penthouse
Foreign thang, back the Benz out
.40 ring, knock his legs out
When he leave up out his

because I write from the ticker perhaps
Banging them joints for your soul to clap, thug in the club be like go on with that
Ring tones blaring from your

had eyes like fire and ice)
Beach summer in your imagination
(We live life watching the tide rise) 
I write with my pen to draft from within to your

stories but
In the end they're all the same

Burn fire burn!
Until you burn the world away
But nothing truly disappears
'Cause nothing's really here

Just

vibin' like it's '94

LA sunrise, dreaming of those late nights
Glow over the Hills, setting fire to the sky
White linen on the bed, your arm around my

fela boy
The only thing abanayo vele yi'ey'thele
Ringa baaie gossiping
Ring of fire toss them in
And while they in the bottom we in the higher opposite

I'm wide awake, night beside me
Morning dawns, lightning strikes me
A still life can't sustain it
Ring my bell, c'mon make me yell

I'm wide awake,

Pilgrims come to kiss the ring
But the taste of gold eludes them
And such a shame they came from all that way

What am I here for? I never felt like I knew

truth can break the silence,
that slid its way into our home.
Cause these halls used to ring a chorus of a life that was our own.
And darling, sometimes I

fire-filled with a match in hand
Burn the night with your light and spread it around and around
They wrote a song about me, and one thing that rings true
If I

I skinnet fra et leirbål slo vi ring
Rundt han som hadde reist så vidt omkring
Fra Singapore til Ceylon og New York
Han talte mange språk
Han lærte

see your talk on the change
I spits hot and I make mama say
Jaga come to my wake and stop ain't train
Rastafarian fire blaze,
No loyalty in the entire

city is a circus
You're dreaming rings of fire
You have a voice but you're no singer
You've got the spark but no desire

If I'm coming on too strong
It's

"So fly when I step on the scene 
Feel the lights when they shine on me 
Can’t stop when I go with my team 
On fire, let me roll up my sleeves 
Came

mad moist
Ingen i gjengen har vært toys
Men har midtskill som vi er brat boys
20 over 4 i 24 timer puller opp i svart med fire beamer
Hakke lappen men

coming for ya
And everybody’s gonna know
We’re coming, coming for ya
We’re coming, coming for ya
And everybody’s gonna know

Feeling good, getting rings

I’m the queen 
I’m the, I’m the, I’m the queen 
Iced out limousine 
Bow down and kiss the ring 
Bow down and kiss the throne 
I do what I want, you

I was a child who played with fire
And as my childhood fell apart
I was detained from my emotions
How do you heal a broken heart

When they expect

The first hearse straight to hell
Don't you cry when the bell
Rings at the cemetery funeral

You'll be fine, I know
Don't think of me when things are low
I

fuckin' snow bunnies in these karats
Got all these rings on like I'm married
Got all these Cuban links on my neck
I got a cold heart in my chest
I got

of sticks cryin' ring-a-ding-ding

When you come out, when you come out, come out swingin'
You make the crowd yell, they want to raise hell
All the fire

dollar
Just holla, just holla 
The first shot's on me 

Let's get the band to play some Cash
And bring that ring of fire 
We'll raise it up and knock it