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Fire
9
Hip-Hop/Rap
Fire was released on January 10, 2019 by Dareye Productions as a part of the album 1089
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Album1089
Release DateJanuary 10, 2019
LabelDareye Productions
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM179

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
K1ngsam
K1ngsam
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
K1ngsam
K1ngsam
Composer

Lyrics

Man, you heard 'bout that **** King Sam, man?
Fuck that ****, always talkin' shit about me, man
I'm just tryna rap about my fuckin' lean
And get my paper up, fuck these bitches, bruh
But that **** always hatin' on my shit, man
I'm really tired of that ****, man
Man, he ain't shit, bruh, he ain't 'bout to do shit
He ain't cookin' nothin' up, man
Oh shit, oh shit, there he go
Lately I been tryna figure it out
How I'm finna make it in this game and get me some clout
Nevermind that, dawg, I hate that word, yo, what the fuck changed me?
I used to make music for the love, not to see if it would pay me
That's the problem though, I'm runnin' out of dough
I'm feelin' that I'm broke and keep it solid, yo, my mama sick
So I work a nine-to-ten, make sure that the drama end
And still hit the studio with the bars for the booth, yo
I'm cooped in the shack with a hoop in the back
And a dream in my mind, what I'm shootin' this at
What you fiends take the time just to think is the best
When I release, I'ma eat all the east and the west
Just to cease all the pests that believe they're the best
Bitch, I'm takin' the throne, kidnap the king
Let it be known I'm breakin' the crown and shakin' 'em down
You rappers is clowns, I'm makin' it now
With whole town, O-Town behind me, O-Town behind me
Now check me
Feelin' the way I'm feelin', I'm spillin' these bars
And killin' these **** off the buildin'
You go wrong for concealin', you know I'm ill in the mind
Seen the illest of times, but I peel it and grind
'Cause victory's mine and you can't stop that
Fuck with us then feel the pop back
Lock down the whole project and I never sell out
That's word to mother, got too many that believe in me
Can't change the other
Know my real brother taught me better
Couldn't give a fuck about the feta
All a **** really got is these dreams and these fiends tryna take 'em
But you see I won't let 'em, got the beam and I let it go
Blaow with the bullets stuck in your artery
Turn up dust, ****, pardon me, don't start with me
'Cause they'll never find your body, dig it up
I'm sick enough to spill your blood and lick it up
I seen enough to kill you cold-blooded
No love, all thug, king shit, know us
I'ma break boulders to make sure the name is poppin'
Yeah, make sure the name is poppin' (King)
Make sure the name is poppin'
****, make sure the name is poppin'
I'm shittin' on you ****
Stay real conscious, but I'm flippin' on you ****
Finger on the trigger, take aim 'cause I'm killin' all you ****
Yeah, I'm mad, mad that I ain't make it yet
Mad that y'all just fake
Written by: K1ngsam
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