When the Fire Starts
They run as soon as the fire starts
Run as soon as the fire starts
4600, I'm doin' my part
'Cause bitch I never fold up when the fire starts
If I die before I wake then homie I'll do my part
Middle finger to the devil when he punch my time card
In and out the Nap I leave 4600 tire marks
Rappers 'bout that action but run as soon as the fire starts
They run as soon as the fire starts
Run as soon as the fire starts
4600, I'm doin' my part
'Cause bitch I never fold up when the fire starts
Bitch I'm from the Nap, BTF, got FOES up on both hands
Never threw a set up as young man
Never toted straps when I sagged my pants low
But I still got in some jams tho
Some shit coulda ended like Rambo
But I stayed solid, did not get involved
And now I'm on track to get bands hoe
Now I ain't got no beef, but you can still catch my hands tho
Ride thru the city, I'm flossing
Tryna get lost, ain't nowhere I can't go
Behind the fairground the land tho
Arsenal park where I skated or hooped
Now I stay up in Chicago
Harrison park is the view while I'm tryna get loot
Passion not passive, my grave in the booth
Write while I'm riding a train to the loop
Realized I wasn't working as hard as I should be
Nothing more painful than truth
Holy fuck I'm 'bout to poof
Blow up like portable mattresses
Gon' look at all of my catalogue, my life in analog
All that I captured, I practiced it, woo
So save a parking spot in Nap, I'm back in town
Let's celebrate a W and throw some cash around
I'm really with this rappin' shit, homie, just ask around
And plus I keep G and stay solid, I'm never backing down
If I die before I wake then homie I'll do my part
Middle finger to the devil when he punch my time card
In and out the nap I leave 4600 tire marks
Rappers 'bout that action but run as soon as the fire starts
They run as soon as the fire starts
Run as soon as the fire starts
4600, I'm doin' my part
'Cause bitch I never fold up when the fire starts
I thought I was gonna make it home, never mind that
I guess I just got caught on the road, never mind that
Ain't nobody tell me where to go, never mind that
I feel like my bones is growing old, never mind that
I thought I was gonna make it home, home
I guess I just got caught on the road, road
Ain't nobody tell me where to go, go
I feel like my bones is growing old, old
'Cause this is about staying solid
When facing that mental adversity bruh
This is about the decision I made to say
Fuck going to university bruh
Barely finished high school, I was confident that I knew my path
Just gotta follow that up with the cash
'Cause being broke is the flame under my ass
Prove myself right by collecting the bag
The fear I have is winding up back
Right in the place where I started is at
Becoming the man will be part of my past
Part of my past, becoming the man will be part of my past
Piano keys in my blood stream and a microphone where my arteries at
If I die before I wake then homie I'll do my part
Middle finger to the devil when he punch my time card
In and out the nap I leave 4600 tire marks
Rappers 'bout that action but run as soon as the fire starts
They run as soon as the fire starts
Run as soon as the fire starts
4600, I'm doin' my part
'Cause bitch I never fold up when the fire starts
They run as soon as the fire starts
Run as soon as the fire starts
4600, I'm doin' my part
'Cause bitch I never fold up when the fire starts
Run as soon as the fire starts
4600, I'm doin' my part
'Cause bitch I never fold up when the fire starts
If I die before I wake then homie I'll do my part
Middle finger to the devil when he punch my time card
In and out the Nap I leave 4600 tire marks
Rappers 'bout that action but run as soon as the fire starts
They run as soon as the fire starts
Run as soon as the fire starts
4600, I'm doin' my part
'Cause bitch I never fold up when the fire starts
Bitch I'm from the Nap, BTF, got FOES up on both hands
Never threw a set up as young man
Never toted straps when I sagged my pants low
But I still got in some jams tho
Some shit coulda ended like Rambo
But I stayed solid, did not get involved
And now I'm on track to get bands hoe
Now I ain't got no beef, but you can still catch my hands tho
Ride thru the city, I'm flossing
Tryna get lost, ain't nowhere I can't go
Behind the fairground the land tho
Arsenal park where I skated or hooped
Now I stay up in Chicago
Harrison park is the view while I'm tryna get loot
Passion not passive, my grave in the booth
Write while I'm riding a train to the loop
Realized I wasn't working as hard as I should be
Nothing more painful than truth
Holy fuck I'm 'bout to poof
Blow up like portable mattresses
Gon' look at all of my catalogue, my life in analog
All that I captured, I practiced it, woo
So save a parking spot in Nap, I'm back in town
Let's celebrate a W and throw some cash around
I'm really with this rappin' shit, homie, just ask around
And plus I keep G and stay solid, I'm never backing down
If I die before I wake then homie I'll do my part
Middle finger to the devil when he punch my time card
In and out the nap I leave 4600 tire marks
Rappers 'bout that action but run as soon as the fire starts
They run as soon as the fire starts
Run as soon as the fire starts
4600, I'm doin' my part
'Cause bitch I never fold up when the fire starts
I thought I was gonna make it home, never mind that
I guess I just got caught on the road, never mind that
Ain't nobody tell me where to go, never mind that
I feel like my bones is growing old, never mind that
I thought I was gonna make it home, home
I guess I just got caught on the road, road
Ain't nobody tell me where to go, go
I feel like my bones is growing old, old
'Cause this is about staying solid
When facing that mental adversity bruh
This is about the decision I made to say
Fuck going to university bruh
Barely finished high school, I was confident that I knew my path
Just gotta follow that up with the cash
'Cause being broke is the flame under my ass
Prove myself right by collecting the bag
The fear I have is winding up back
Right in the place where I started is at
Becoming the man will be part of my past
Part of my past, becoming the man will be part of my past
Piano keys in my blood stream and a microphone where my arteries at
If I die before I wake then homie I'll do my part
Middle finger to the devil when he punch my time card
In and out the nap I leave 4600 tire marks
Rappers 'bout that action but run as soon as the fire starts
They run as soon as the fire starts
Run as soon as the fire starts
4600, I'm doin' my part
'Cause bitch I never fold up when the fire starts
They run as soon as the fire starts
Run as soon as the fire starts
4600, I'm doin' my part
'Cause bitch I never fold up when the fire starts
Credits
Writer(s): Will Clark
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