A$AP $PEED - FIRE'16 lyrics

[Verse 1: Vietnam Fla$hback$] Flashbacks, Yeah Shoutouts to Kako, MMC, M2KV, Deykwan, Yeh, A$AP $PEED, Viv It's Flashbacks, Yeh, No snapback For you that are dissing, You can get packed You seen us on the streets hunting If we see you, Man, You better start running Didn't you say you tried to run or something? Funny thing is that we balling with no funding Isn't the jokes you saying getting old? And you a snitch so people getting told If you don't believe me, We will it fold You really just frozen looking pretty damn cold You talk sh**, Then s** up You stupid white boy, You acting like a motherf**ing playboy But you let people treat you like a toy Look at your head, f**ing idiot! Last minute delays, Chea Flashbacks When speak your name you disappear like, KAPESH You really just frozen looking pretty damn cold You talk sh**, Then s** up You stupid white boy, You acting like a motherf**ing playboy [Verse 2: A$AP $PEED] I grab my knife and fork and I rip into ya Got to the back, Where you lack and we gone finish ya How you claim to square up when you a cylinder You can't even do math with the integers You getting the real beating of your life You look like the type to try and beat your wife I see you been up in the sun, You still looking white To be honest it was dying down, But now there's f**ing hype Can't hang in my spot, I hang with G's only You talking all this big sh**, But we know you a punk a** phony Talking to some hoes, Cause you've always been lonely f**ing with them young kids, People calling you KONY I rip into your thoughts and then I takeover You lost the gla**es that you had, You girly, Makeover Surely, You ain't snitch, Cause we layover Bet you ask all of your one night stands to stay over Honestly, you were the friend, But now you the enemy Looking at twelvies, While you turning seventeen Once we roast your a**, Your name will be a memory You can say all that you want, But your sh**'s not offending me I feel like I gotta let you rest but you getting roasted This is for all of the times your bald a** tried boasting When the wind be blowing, We see the hairs open Your hair look like a dead president, No point to go voting [Verse 3: Deykwan] This world be trapped in envy Don't expect spares, Cause I ain't friendly Don't be full, so, Cause you be semi Acting like you be hit up, Hit up on all this Henny This world ain't really fair, Everybody, Knows that If you were really opened-eyed, You would see that Talking bout them days when, sh** wasn't bad Man, Nobody cares about you, That's why you so mad Saw you on a d**h-note, He was so glad No one wanna put up with your fads Let's face the facts Many of your mans, Yeah, They really whack Sounding like, Your time wasn't that Rapping you just a, Starter pack I hope nobody really cares for you You only took that it was a joke All you really did, We really poke But to me it was more like a throat-choke Only one thing I can say to you is hope Looking up about me, You acting like a nerd Typing out my lyrics, Word for word Hater turned fan, Man that's what I heard Matter fact, That's what I observed Stop acting so cool, Cause, Man, you not Snitches be snitches, That ain't hot Man, I see out in nowhere, Not a spot Please go home, Cause you just sound lost You just regular, No time for no upgrade When you on the net, Got options to say Please stop peeping over me, Please stay away Creating fake beef, Just say it to my face I really went in got people tryna stop me Squad heard speed, Then everybody tryna spot me Copying everything that I do, Style-Stalking Then you see other people, Yeah, You style hopping Askin, Man, Who you mocking? Got it up on your mind, What's the problem? Looking at the ground, Bruh, You embarra**ed? Defending myself was a bad habbit Standing up with the clique, Man you think that you savage? [Verse 4: AK HA$H] Shout to my Narma, Gold $hank Yeh, Narma Shoot you with my diss You know I wouldn't miss Try to shoot my party, But you ain't on the list Mac-10's, Rolling up with your daddy's Benz We stole that sh** last year, But it depends... Whether or not you go down in flames That sh** is hot, Welcome to the rap game It won't be the same Tryna know her name b**h a** Narmer She's something you cannot claim Get f** away from my Narma's sister Probably too, Cause we know you did her She doesn't even have that modeling figure One day, You would know, When I pull the trigger Wrong crew, b**h a**, You wear blue Thinking we a group, f**er! We a gang too We not scared to shoot f** playing by the rules Try to f** with me? And you will end up on the roof Formal's where you gonna be at You a f**ing rat Show up, and I will murk you will my baseball bat The only thing you feel is the wrath of my bat Don't bother returning back to the place you live Probably up in flames, Cause this sh** is lit Click-Click, That's the sound of my fully-loaded clip Get back, But I can't guarantee, You can ever live Get back, But I can't guarantee, You can ever live [Verse 5: Paper Boy] Free Bobby, Shoutout to Vincent Uoy #PrayForVincentUoy #FreeLionel, #FreeEveryone Why you tryna play drug dealer, You ain't no k**er Tryna f** a Lam, That's f**ed up man 15 losing hair, If you died, No one cares Why a bad wolf chasing little young Lams Look stressed, You need a Xan Hater turned fan Looking like an abortion gone very wrong Look stressed, You need a Xan Hater turned fan Looking like an abortion gone very wrong f**ing with the Ops Wanna talk sh**, Get dropped If I catch a body, You would snitch, b**h Why you tryna play drug dealer, You ain't no k**er Why you tryna play drug dealer, You ain't no k**er Riding through the valleys with my day ones Murking you, With the help of Deykwan Three shots, Send your body flying Say you like girls you must be lying Say you like girls you must be lying Three shots, Send your body flying Say you like girls you must be lying Say you like girls you must be lying