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letra de fuel & fire - grandemarshall

[verse 1: grandemarshall]

when the f-ck i sound like
anyone of these n-gga’s huh (n-gga’s huh)
you compare, but never listening
to the lyrics huh (lyrics huh)
(why say that sh-t)
you sound strict from the east
sound south, sound west
f-ck that if i sound anything
best believe i sound best
so you can put all the debating and talking to rest
i’m itching to get it
and beefing one of you n-ggas
yeah f-ck the internet, i’m seeing you n-ggas
i’m in the street with you n-ggas
and what i look like?
on the internet, twitting these n-ggas
i can’t believe these n-ggas
it ain’t nothing for me to call ski up
cold up one if your vi
you wanna see, huh?
what’s beef, huh? (me?)
it’s waking up good every night sleep fine
but f-ck these n-ggas
no i can’t f-ck with these n-ggas
we breathe the same air
and bleed the same blood
but i ain’t got love for these n-ggas
throwing up gang signs up in my pictures
but still i’m a neutral, n-gga
but if it came down to my n-ggas
i ride for my n-ggas, do it to you n-ggas

[hook]

mama ain’t birth no p-ssy
my pops ain’t raised no b-tch
it’s fuel to the fire
real n-gga sh-t who run it
and n-ggas talk a lot doing, but who done it
get money, if it ain’t about a dollar
i don’t hit it, i’m a man
understand, ain’t another i’m fearing, 800
mama ain’t birth no p-ssy
my pops ain’t raised no b-tch
it’s fuel to the fire

[verse 2]

i got money on my mind n-gga
money on that 9 n-gga
play around with mines
and i put money on your moms n-gga
got a couple hoes down for the slob n-gga
freak b-tch top me off n-gga
goons all on my squad n-gga
got shooters that’s good for the job
and n-ggas know my stylo
better keep it peace bro
if i see e on my pie
you gonn’ rest in peace bro’
if you want it, you can catch a n-gga
young reckless n-gga riding round town
windows down on a death wish n-gga
thugging since i saw a belly on a tv screen
we l!ck cocaine, legs fantasies
one of the bad b-tch missicks
big -ss slim hips that will love to empty my drink
break it down for a n-gga, lay it down for a n-gga
stick around for a n-gga, touch it down for a n-gga
misery up in my cup, what
pink kisses got me stumped, what?
purple lady feel me up, huh
on the road to a soul, speeding through the lames
dripping on the curbs
holing on the frame
call my painting to the purple
and my p-ssion in the paint
so my sins in the stain
dividends, but these divas on my p-n-s kid
i’m telling you i got all these b-tches
thinking they phoenixes
b-tch i thought you was in love with the g*nius
ain’t all about the -n-l, now you next feature my fetus
said you wanted colab with a n-gga right
g*nius turn to g*nius, now he p-ssing milk every night
p-ssy don’t mean as much as it used before
n-gga famous i was deucing in the poom poom
now all these n-ggas street n-ggas and high fashion
ain’t hard to cop that vinci when you got some thousands stacking
harder on some rarris when you single platinum
touring the world it made you find a b-tch with a foreign accent
porsche cayenne, baby mama call it honesty
now the dreadlock beautiful dark choose fantasy
? and all these model b-tches tryina be cool with my mama

[hook]

- grandemarshall

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