Fat Trel - Burn lyrics

It was right, I was wrong Yeah Another n***a die as my cell phone rings Same time b**hes kiss the pinky ring I'm a Don, my mother say she knew that all along Back when I was never home, when I was I was strong Try and sell the white like it's right, I was wrong But the money wasn't light, it was ripe, it was long Can't be livin' basic all the business people take it More investigations, all the money we be makin' Double M the G right now I feel like we the greatest Nobody hatin', I promise that's not a statement They in the building with k**ers they never say sh** And all my n***as the realest cause we don't take sh** Rose just called me like "got a body for you for forty" I told him if he that important I k** him for sure Stash bodies, I pay the storage, I pay the mortgage [?], they told me my record was gorgeous Wait and listen, then I really start to pay attention Miami in the [?], but the Ferrari missin' Rare forges on these, sorry spotted Tracy in it I'm in the B7, she try to rape me in it I start caressin' her friend and she told me "wait a minute" I'm breakin' records, in sixty seconds we finna s** Then f** the rest of this beat, cause I'm as finished flex No regrets, just rollin', me and my weapon Burn this motherf**er down (burn this motherf**er down) Burn this motherf**er down (down) We be them n***as them n***as don't ever come around And when they pull up my chopper like "turn the f** around" Before I Burn this motherf**er down (burn this motherf**er down) Burn this motherf**er down (down) We be them n***as them n***as don't ever come around And when they pull up my chopper like "turn the f** around" Before I We checkin' the luggage and carry-on all the money Feedin' all of my n***as, still get new coupes every summer Interested in jets and unforgettable s** [?] went and bought a Corvette f** the feds, get it tatted on my neck and leg Ballin' like I'm Derrick Rose on my second legs That fourteen lookin' like my momma deviled eggs You a b**h, in jail them n***as even had you makin' beds For a fiend in my blood I write a hundred songs Never frontin' now my new sh** got a hundred rooms Double M, we them dudes not to run into s*utty Boyz, p**y boys what you wanna do? Huh?! Burn this motherf**er down (burn this motherf**er down) Burn this motherf**er down (down) We be them n***as them n***as don't ever come around And when they pull up my chopper like "turn the f** around" Before I Burn this motherf**er down (burn this motherf**er down) Burn this motherf**er down (down) We be them n***as them n***as don't ever come around And when they pull up my chopper like "turn the f** around" Before I My four-four leave a f** n***a bedridden Bed sores and his old ho's head spinnin' Think it's a game, n***as layin' in the rain For some sh** on Twitter, n***a what the f** you sayin'? [?] kept a stick in his dad's [?] Then went to war with the whole task force A quarter key is these n***a's goals Caught a case and his whole damn [?] f** is wrong with these n***as souls? Ain't takin' lip from a b**h unless her p**y is gold And me and bro blow better 'dro got different [?] I different business and Benz, different area codes Wonder why them Taliban n***as never fold I chop 'em like a Chinaman when I drop a roll My teacher drivin' the Camry so I was never wrong She shoulda listened to me, I was right all along Burn this motherf**er down (burn this motherf**er down) Burn this motherf**er down (down) We be them n***as them n***as don't ever come around And when they pull up my chopper like "turn the f** around" Before I Burn this motherf**er down (burn this motherf**er down) Burn this motherf**er down (down) We be them n***as them n***as don't ever come around And when they pull up my chopper like "turn the f** around" Before I Burn this motherf**er down Burn this motherf**er down We be them n***as them n***as don't ever come around And when they pull up my chopper like "turn the f** around"