Out the Fire

I'm out the haze, out the fire, and I was not broke
You said you wanna get higher, well yeah, I got smoke
I put it all on the line to make this shit go
And I didn't need to sell my soul for a drill, hoe
You see some come and they solid, some others brittle
Their bones snap when times tough, they so little
They just a stick in the mud, they shit be fickle
I got them feeling the buzz, my shit hit you
Like some good dope, I'm talking good dope
That's euphoria, shawty give me good throat
We in the woods, making sparks with some tooth toothpicks
Me and Dimma coming through, with the smooth mix

We got, got it, got it, beg your pardon
You said you tough, but I see an argument
I get crazy, when I'm laid in the fire
I'm just resting, and levitating to sky (up)

Tried to stop me, you oppy, my fire burn through my body
I drop a track ann they copy, but they just tracing the god, see
I was amazed with the turned out, lot of rappers get burn out
Through the haze they fade, changing phase for days
I just played an played on turntables, I made
The best out the basement, my father adjacent
He was practising with me, little dose of the 50
Little jazz and the soul, yeah, the fire hit me
You can't stop me or tame, yeah they knowing the name
Shawty gimme that brain, while I'm spitting the flame
I'm a chemist with 'caine, I'm a linguist that's slain
All the ills ann thrills, I'm serotonin in brain

We got, got it, got it, beg your pardon
You said you tough, but I see an argument
I get crazy, when I'm laid in the fire
I'm just resting, and levitating to sky (up)