Fire Lessons

Prof

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    Go ahead and test me motherfucker
    You can address me motherfucker
    Gonna have to step up to a motherfucker
    Best be good with the lefty motherfucker
    It's been a long day for me
    And tonight it got worse
    Been through some shit low-key
    So if you want smoke I'll
    Fuck a motherfucker up
    You can catch me floating through
    Your block bitch I got nice decorum
    Woo woo woo woo woo woo
    If you want my shoes
    We could run a fade
    I'll fight you for 'em

    Ooooh, I ain't scared of anybody
    Bitch I ain't got a penny on me
    I done had too many try me
    I swear I got a fire on me
    I've been chased and beat down
    By the twelve, I ain't worried 'bout it
    Yaaa yaa yaa ya
    Come and get these fists I been
    Through hell, I ain't worried 'bout it
    Yaa yaa yaa ya

    I'm a project baby, Section 8 verified
    Got it deep in my body
    Southside till I die
    I never had blue suede shoes
    Can't lose my cool
    I roll with two faced goons
    Don't get it confused
    Had a problem with the missteps
    I was wildin out from distress
    Ain't no way I pass a piss test
    It's just help me off this fucking shipwreck
    I was doin' dirt on the tiptoe
    Put in work with the goons and the pitbulls
    Throwing up on lake with a fat tip
    Hit a lick wind up in a pickle
    How are you out so late?
    Why you on this block? (capital one)
    What's in your wallet?
    Where you claim your from?
    How you get down here?
    Let's see if you can run them pockets
    I'm way past giving a fuck
    You picked the wrong damn one
    If you want that dirt
    I'm gonna jump you first motherfucker
    We'll see who runs

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    I ain't scared of anybody
    Bitch I ain't got a penny on me
    I done had too many try me
    I swear I got a fire on me
    I been chased and beat down
    By the twelve, I ain't worried 'bout it
    Yaaa yaa yaa ya
    Come and get these fists
    I been through hell, I ain't worried 'bout it
    Yaaa yaa yaa ya

    I could give one fuck
    About what you gotta say
    If you could leave me alone
    I could be up on my way
    I could give one fuck
    About what you gotta say
    If you could leave me alone
    I could
    Ugh

    I need one more motherfucker
    To come and get in my space
    And if anyone asks for another cigarette
    Then I'ma break your face
    Like I just got booked
    Like you think I'm shook
    Like there ain't anywhere to sit
    I don't care what you heard
    I'll embarrass you nerds

    Motherfucker, I ain't scared of shit
    Ooh, I ain't scared of anybody
    Bitch I ain't got a penny on me
    I done had too many try me
    I swear I've got a fire on me
    I been chased and beat down
    By the twelve, I ain't worried 'bout it
    Yaaa yaa yaa ya

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    Composición: Prof y Jordan Beyer

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