FLAME$ GO THROUGH
• Written by FINNABINNA
I KEEP MY EYE ON IT
LIKE THE FAKES I AIN'T BUYING IT
IMA KING ON THESE STREETS I'M ON SOME LION S**T
AND IT'S A JUNGLE OUT THERE
LOYALTY AND TRUST IS WAY TOO RARE.
I HAD A FRIEND I COULD RELY ON HIM
MONEY GOT INVOLVED
NOW A PUNK BOYS FOR HIRING.
I DON'T SPEAK NO MORE
I PUT THE TYRE'S IN.
WALK THE TALK IS INSPIRING.
DUMMY BOYS FULL OF IMITATION
NO CONVERSATION..
NO HEART COZ THEY FAKING
JUST AN INVASION
I'M COMPETENT I'M NOT COMPLACENT.
FALSE PROPHETS.
EMPTY POCKETS
THE TRUTH IS..
IT DON'T MAKE..
SENSE.
THEY WON'T STOP IT
NO FUEL IN ROCKETS..
HAD A CHANCE IS PAST TENSE.
SO LEAVE THE PAIN OF PUTTING TRUST
IN THEM AROUND YOU..
ITS A SHAME THE GAME OF THINGS
WE GOTTA GO THROUGH.
WHEN YOU BELIEVE IN YOURSELF
THE SUN IS GONNA SHINE THROUGH.
EVER SINCE I DID IT..
EVERYDAY FEELS BRAND NEW.
I HAD A FRIEND HE WAS A HUSTLER..
IN VAIN HE WENT FOR MY JUGULAR..
HE EXPORTED MY TIME LIKE A SMUGGLER..
NO GOOD POINTS I COULD SEE
LIKE A BLIND PHOTOGRAPHER.
THAT'S MOMENTS I CAN'T GET BACK..
IT MADE SHOOT FOR THE SKY
JUST LIKE CLICK CLACK.
TIME IS MONEY I WANT MY BRICK BACK.
BUT THE LESSON I LEARNT
WORTH MORE THAN A STACK.
I GOTTA NEW PERSPECTIVE
AND A NEW DIRECTIVE
KNOW I DON'T LACK.
NOW I'M SO INJECTED
GOT ME RESURRECTED
ANYTHING GONE BRINGING IT BACK.
STRAWBERRY FLAVOR PLANES
I'M TAKING OFF..
CONCENTRATE ON THE GAME
YOURS IS APPLE SQUASH.
WATERED DOWN THEORY
IT DOESN'T WASH.
FINE COMB NEEDED HERE
YOU MAN ARE BRUSHED.
SO LEAVE THE PAIN OF PUTTING TRUST
IN THEM AROUND YOU..
THEY GOT NO CLUE
BLISTERS ON MY FEET
THEY COULDN'T WALK A DAY IN MY SHOES.
THEY THOUGHT COZ I DID IT LIKE I DID IT
THAT THEY COULD TOO..
BUT LEARN SOMETIMES YOU GOTTA BURN
LIKE A FIREMAN
FLAMES GO THROUGH.
