Burn The House Down
Never worry bout nobody hatin on my hustle
I just go and get this shit, yeah feelin like a fumble
I don't wanna fuckin lose it, I just don't wanna get it trouble
Don't wanna lose my hope no more, and I don't wanna struggle
See my mama she just laid up in Ohio
No written shit, spit the fire
They don't know that I'm not holy like ice
I got the drip Audi like mice
Mighty like a mouse and I am ready to fight
I don't fuckin hit and miss, yeah knockin out yo lights
I don't worry bout no mothafuckas sight
All this sauce I add the mothafuckin chips
Cause I'm The Godfather, yeah I'm with the shits
Yeah Lucky Luciano with the hits
Yeah I stew and I whip it on the stove
I can't forget her, no that's all she wrote
I just go and get it murder on my mind
Grim Reaper on my mothafuckin watch now
Shadows follow me because I am in the couch now
I'm high as hell yeah I might burn the house down
Never worry bout nobody hatin on my hustle
I just go and get this shit, yeah feelin like a fumble
I don't wanna fuckin lose it, I just don't wanna get it trouble
Don't wanna lose my hope no more, and I don't wanna struggle
I just go and get this shit, yeah feelin like a fumble
I don't wanna fuckin lose it, I just don't wanna get it trouble
Don't wanna lose my hope no more, and I don't wanna struggle
See my mama she just laid up in Ohio
No written shit, spit the fire
They don't know that I'm not holy like ice
I got the drip Audi like mice
Mighty like a mouse and I am ready to fight
I don't fuckin hit and miss, yeah knockin out yo lights
I don't worry bout no mothafuckas sight
All this sauce I add the mothafuckin chips
Cause I'm The Godfather, yeah I'm with the shits
Yeah Lucky Luciano with the hits
Yeah I stew and I whip it on the stove
I can't forget her, no that's all she wrote
I just go and get it murder on my mind
Grim Reaper on my mothafuckin watch now
Shadows follow me because I am in the couch now
I'm high as hell yeah I might burn the house down
Never worry bout nobody hatin on my hustle
I just go and get this shit, yeah feelin like a fumble
I don't wanna fuckin lose it, I just don't wanna get it trouble
Don't wanna lose my hope no more, and I don't wanna struggle
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Writer(s): Anthony Hatfield
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