As the World Burns

Feel Like Ace Before The Blow
Lord I'm Slipping, Save My Soul
Everybody Know My Name
The Less You Talk, The More You Know

We Can Watch The World Burn Down
Inhale The Fumes
Wouldn't Know What Else To Do, Woah

We Can Light It Up
And See What It Consumes
Wouldn't Know What Else To Do, Woah

Got homies serving shit
Got weed and Molly
Yall feed the party
Yall know they work the shit
Got knocked, came home
Bout to muhfucking flex

I sat and watch the game
It don't love you back
And that's a fucking fact
But you could stack and cop some things
Everybody wanna test you
When you muhfucking flex

Meanwhile I'm trying to be legit
The homie said hit him if I need a brick
Make way more than that bullshit job
Put ya money on the table and Siamese the shit
Some friend, huh
Yet I feel like he on to something huh
Get rich in a day and I been broke all my life
Still trying to figure out what went wrong
Pissed off screaming piss off
Ain't got a pot to pee in but niggas piss poor
How the fuck I'm gone judge him if he flip raw
And why the fuck they celebrating if he got caught
That ain't good news
Bad choice but a good dude
If you ain't really got an option you just choose
And I ain't trying to romance shit
Putting food in the fridge is some grown man shit
While this job is a dead end
It's like everybody ate but my section
All I want is to be let in
Take a look around, see what we're left in
Ain't the shit subtle
I mean, when you think about it
Do it disgust you?
If not we in big trouble
Niggas tell you dream big even BIG hustled
I

Feel Like Ace Before The Blow
Lord I'm Slipping, Save My Soul
Everybody Know My Name
The Less You Talk, The More You Know

We Can Watch The World Burn Down
Inhale The Fumes
Wouldn't Know What Else To Do, Woah

We Can Light It Up
And See What It Consumes
Wouldn't Know What Else To Do, Woah

Got homies in the cell
Ain't coming home, they all alone
It's the closest thing to hell
Loose lips got em caught
With the muhfucking work

He said, Don't you fool yourself
You know it's called the trap
Because it's all a trap
Designed to fucking lose yourself
And you don't gotta lose your life
Cuz of muhfucking work

I know it's hard out there
I know you gotta play it smart out there
Enough time 'll have you scared out there
Dream about a picket fence and a yard out there
And this trap shit close when that's far out there
You American dreaming when it's useless
This is the ghetto, my nigga, this ain't the US
Gotta work twice as hard, twice as fast
For half the progress
And that's the process
Now all it got you thinking bout is cash in profit
Get a couple dollars, now yo ass is obsessed
Don't end up like me my nigga
You on the outside screaming out Free my nigga
When you free my nigga!
And I feel you the rent and bills due
But you make the wrong choice it'll kill you
I'm just tryna look out for ya
Cause they'll only sell you half the game
Until you trafficking
You don't gotta live in this world
Matter fact, burn it down and get rid of this world
And make a better one
So when it's all said and done
Your kids don't ever gotta consider this world
Bro say that shit
You should put this in a song bro, play that shit
Don't nobody talk about the other side right now
Wish I could put this in the club
Rotate that shit
While they

Feel Like Ace Before The Blow
Lord I'm Slipping, Save My Soul
Everybody Know My Name
The Less You Talk, The More You Know

We Can Watch The World Burn Down
Inhale The Fumes
Wouldn't Know What Else To Do, Woah

We Can Light It Up
And See What It Consumes
Wouldn't Know What Else To Do, Woah

I Feel Like Ace Before The Blow
Lord I'm Slipping, Save My Soul
Everybody Know My Name
The Less You Talk, The More You Know

Don't Know What Else To Do
I'm Still Searching
Man I Don't Know What Else To Do
I'm Still Smoking
Man I Don't Know What Else To Do
I'm Still Searching
Man I Don't Know What Else To Do

I'm Still Smoking
I'm Still Searching
I'm Still Smoking
I'm Soul Searching