in da fire freestyle

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Elxtt

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In the fire, the smoke is getting higher
The devil is a liar, he a coward if he try me he get cut
We up and we stuck
And we don't give em nothing boy we barely give a f*ck
Give that boy a tummy tuck now his belly button bleeding
I could never stop cause my lil cousins need me
That's word to lil Yo that's word to lil Ku
I tell em I'm the one and I see that they believe me
A hunnid sum degrees and I'm in a winter coat
Been blessing y'all bars mehn I could've been a pope
Been giving niggas hope, to my people I'm the goat
If we talking killing beats then I'm out here sliting throats
Lord Forgive me for my sins, I've been dirty need a cleanse
Been giving out supplies way before they had demands
I got to be the man bitch I'm tired of being a fan
Been in the kitchen cooking now I'm running out of pans
In the fire I get comfortable
Nigga I am Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego
If we getting technical
I promise I'm uncheckable, you cannot guard me
Left him like a vegetable and no I'm not sorry
Plate of calamari with lemon and some parsley
She eating on the road please don't spill that on the car seat
That shit is all leather so please don't spill it
And I don't want em' tinted, I want you to see who's in it
And I'm tryna get Baysick a Dugatti
I'm tryna put Ice in an all black Bugatti
Put Daps in a Porsche, put Illz in a Royce
Take Ellis out to Paris, swerving lanes in Massaretis
But as for all you haters imma put you in a hearse
I'm really doing good cause I took your ass to church
These talents is a blessing but Ambition is a Curse
Imma go crazy if I pop another perc, church
Bitch I'm in my bag, you barely in your purse
You don't need to get em' back if you go and get em' first
We tryna run the city, you fighting for a turf
You gotta think bigger elevate the ones you cherish
Could never be an actor, I'm acting out character
This a new chapter, I made it in America
I swear my life a movie, to tell this shit is Paramount
I'm painting you a picture, Van Gogh with his ear on
You playing with my fam, there's gonna be a conflict
Going bar to bar it won't be a contest
This ain't complex, tryna get Lebron checks
I ain't talking Nikes, I'm talking bout the mula yes
Take trips out to Budapest
Ain't playing by your rules nigga screw the ref
They keep saying I am too direct, got no respect
Everybody dying nigga, who is next
We playing chess, we been seen all your moves what you playing next
Get your pawns, get your knights get your queen in check
It's check mate you got bad defense, boy we hardly stress
Reporting live from a tribe called flex
And all these diamonds dancing is all for effects
Fake it till you make it, until you get a check
I ain't even gonna trip if you take it off my neck
Look we being honest right? We preach on a mic
We swore to tell the whole truth we ain't never lie
She wanna try the whole thing imma let her try
The opps crying for attention I'll let em' cry, let em' die
I pray to God I repent
He know I live in sin but he saw my intent
I be venting in these sessions it's so raw and intense
Any weapon formed against me ain't seeing no success
Speeding in a hell cat just to dodge demons
Kicked her out the car now I'm in the car eating
The whip is European, and that bitch is so clean
And the steak is Korean, on my plate is Chow Mein
If he want beef then f*ck it we go see em'
Bars getting you depressed like going through your hoes DMs
Or drama with your bm, I wouldn't wanna be em'
Ain't going back and forth my nigga RIP Aaliyah
Now I'm about to catch a flight
Flying through the Himalayans now I'm getting outta sight
We onto different heights
The wine is always white, and the diamonds always bright
And the weed is overpriced, mixing syrup with the sprite, keep it light
Getting high with the attendant on the plane
The pilot yelling chill, I could barely see the screen
Stand up nigga but I'm out here sipping lean
Fell in love with the dirty but I'm always looking clean
Just Tryna kill these fiends, on my Martin Luther King
I swear I had a dream me and Nicki had a fling
And I put her in a mink, and I draped her neck with blings
And she showing appreciation so she's pulling down her strings
Now I need a Trojan, the game is wide open
I'm on my 24 nigga RIP to Kobe
Shooting like DeRozan, tryna get the bros in
Feeling like Lebron when I tell em' i'm the chosen, for real

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