Testo Fire Lessons - Prof

Testo della canzone Fire Lessons (Prof), tratta dall'album Powderhorn Suites

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 'til 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
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
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'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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Writer(s): Jacob Anderson, Jordan Beyer
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