PWFIRE

[Verse 1]

They say I'm playing with fire

 I could a give a fuck, bitch, you know I'm a fighter

 Throw them hands up

 Yeah, I'm from the city, nights light up

 On 42, bae, gotta visit when you stay

 I'm so high that my blues went away

 So I'm chilling in space, not caring what I face

 God, I go in

 Don’t even believe in that

 Got the theists all pissed from my wee ol' raps

 Where my Inos at? Them blonde girls with blue eyes

 Shit that I reference got the nerds' eyes wide

 And my price going up

 Way more than Five Guys

 'Cause I'm obviously working way more than five guys

 And I'm not dumb, yeah, I know my worth

 Check the net that I got

 Next year it’s gonna double

 Labels like, “Damn, Tevin’s gonna be trouble”

 My haters crashing out 'cause my life ain’t a rubble

[Hook]

Damn I'm still up tryna spit raps

 Just to be on top so one day I can kick back

 My last check such a flex had an extra figure on it

 I can show you how to get that

 Shawty hit me up on my line

 Asking when we gonna dine

 'Cause she begging me to me

 Hit that

 You already know I'ma hit that

Y’all already know I’ma hit that

[Verse 2]

Aye, tell the rain go away

 All I want is bright and sunny days

 Anywhere I stay

And of course to get pay

 No matter what, I'ma get my money up

 No matter what, we gon' have to run it up

 I already know I ain't even done enough

 Watch me—I'ma go hard, harder than way before

 If they like, “Chill,” shut 'em up

 Then say, “Here’s some more

 And more”

 Remember times we was poor

 Now I go shopping at designer stores

 And I don’t even want nothing

 I just cop something to show ya that I’m really stuntin’

 Damn, that don’t make no sense

 Back then I had days I was late on rent

 Now I'm out in Williamsburg

 Getting laid all bent

 I’ll probably be past 41

 Getting paid to vent

 Saying

[Hook]