Holly G. - On Fire lyrics

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Holly G. - On Fire lyrics

[VERSE 1: FROST THA COLDEST] Uh, Its Frost... Luna You ready You see I'm so unlike the rest guys Cuz when the bread rise All these hoes wanna s** dick Quick to spread thighs But you won't catch this n***a slippin ....chancletas All black attire..gold gun..and two red eyes Stay open yeah twenty fo sev I'm someone they diggy But nah I ain't the son of Rev Running this game til I'm deaf dumb or close to da edge And usually keep a toolie near that smoke like a dread Is it wrong? I don't know .....Is it right? I don't know Brooklyn NYC and that's just how that life go n***as ell beat or gun you down til they see ya life show Or they wasted Molly poppin higher then high notes Uhhh I'm the best emcee wats to discuss about it? I don't need love I rather try my luck wit out it Christ blessed me wit this don't Givva f** who doubt it Historic lyrical legend game has no luck wit out it... [VERSE 2: RISK] Holly What up Look I script with pencil From my temple to my dental Freestyle to instrumentals Throw the fire like a rebel Instead of running from trouble Like a label warner brother I'm fatal without the burner The burden maid me a worker Sun burning driving excursion Drinkin drivin and burnin Explicit mind of a surgeon My physical prime for hurtin When difficult times is nervous But this is the time for certain Im accurate with my verses Like practice it then rehearse it Package it for your purchase Get money like fund raising Now thats the sh** that be workin Why these rappers acting hard But so different when they in person Can't make a real n***a nervous Gotta live and find your purpose Wash them like detergent Like a chopper when i bursting Im fully loaded and dispersin To the curtain im a arson Im a burn it local underground commercial Any industry i merk it can't be perfect But prefer to be that person i deserve it [VERSE 3: HOLLY G] They questioning my ability Asking do n***as write for me n***as asking Insulting me Still they pay for a verse from me They don't honor my craft But that sh** ain't really hurting me Cuz once they stop sleeping I'm taxing they a** a extra fee Lyrically capable to murder n***as 1st degree Secondly I advise you n***as to not compete 3rd remember number 1 and 2 and never step to me Don't give a f** about who ain't with or disagree Better respect the G Code It's rest in peace to any track That I'm on I k** yo beat and make that sh** my song I give it back to you when I want The say the best way to trick a fool Let him think that he tricking you He tell you you better You think that's It's true Don't forget he be Listening That's how he even knew b**h even you know there ain't no comparing me to you