
Fire in the Booth Nafe Smallz
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Part 1
[Verse]
Tryna' reach them stars, reach them galaxies
Told her "Come along", ain't no fantasy
You can live your dreams with me
We riding, they watch the mileage
Speeding like I get you high
Get you oh so high
Ain't no coming down
When I roll one, we smoke a whole one
Me and shawty hit the zone and she got no clothes on
Waking up early hitting that O zone, been getting them O's gone
They wanna bring me down, I won't come down
I won't come down, I won't stop, no no
No more taking flights, I've been up late for nights, just tryna make it right
These papers lie, Satan in disguise, but still I be chasing mine
Music's like my saviour, I was lost and doin' some major crime
Them police was raiding mines and hunting my niggers for blazing nines
I roll another one then smoke another one
'Cause I been in these streets man, for way too long
Yeah, I've been out here on the road, now the music is the plug
And I'ma sell this shit to the whole fucking world, yeah
I've been up on that grind, yeah
Put that on my life, yeah
They callin' up my line, yeah
But I swear I ain't got time, yeah
From the show to the studio, these groupie hoes wanna slide, yeah
Three cities in one night, yeah
I've got different weeds in my high, yeah
Been about that life, yeah
Coming up from them drive-by's, man leaning out that ride, yeah
All my niggers doing time, yeah
Lost a couple my niggers
Word to my niggers, I'm gonna shine, yeah
Stepping off in ice, yeah
It's about to be that time, yeah
Zoning out, what's she talking 'bout?
Waking up pebbling, hitting that west side
That's where I order loud, roll up and smoke it down
She smoking too, roll up and smoke a zoot
We go out whipping in a foreign coupe, like she wanted to
I told her I'm hitting that O zone, now they tryna come along
She fuckin' with the kid, she can't wait to get alone
I grew up on the strip, I'm tryna get the money for the O's
Give a fuck about your clique, nigga I came up with my woes, yeah
Like with my woes, in that whip I want
With that bitch I want and she know when we hit that road, we gon' hit that zone
With my woes
Yeah, I pull up with my woes, yeah
Like with my woes, in that whip I want
With that bitch I want and she know when we hit the zone
I'ma hit that zone with my woes
I pull up with my woes, yeah
[Verse]
Tryna' reach them stars, reach them galaxies
Told her "Come along", ain't no fantasy
You can live your dreams with me
We riding, they watch the mileage
Speeding like I get you high
Get you oh so high
Ain't no coming down
When I roll one, we smoke a whole one
Me and shawty hit the zone and she got no clothes on
Waking up early hitting that O zone, been getting them O's gone
They wanna bring me down, I won't come down
I won't come down, I won't stop, no no
No more taking flights, I've been up late for nights, just tryna make it right
These papers lie, Satan in disguise, but still I be chasing mine
Music's like my saviour, I was lost and doin' some major crime
Them police was raiding mines and hunting my niggers for blazing nines
I roll another one then smoke another one
'Cause I been in these streets man, for way too long
Yeah, I've been out here on the road, now the music is the plug
And I'ma sell this shit to the whole fucking world, yeah
I've been up on that grind, yeah
Put that on my life, yeah
They callin' up my line, yeah
But I swear I ain't got time, yeah
From the show to the studio, these groupie hoes wanna slide, yeah
Three cities in one night, yeah
I've got different weeds in my high, yeah
Been about that life, yeah
Coming up from them drive-by's, man leaning out that ride, yeah
All my niggers doing time, yeah
Lost a couple my niggers
Word to my niggers, I'm gonna shine, yeah
Stepping off in ice, yeah
It's about to be that time, yeah
Zoning out, what's she talking 'bout?
Waking up pebbling, hitting that west side
That's where I order loud, roll up and smoke it down
She smoking too, roll up and smoke a zoot
We go out whipping in a foreign coupe, like she wanted to
I told her I'm hitting that O zone, now they tryna come along
She fuckin' with the kid, she can't wait to get alone
I grew up on the strip, I'm tryna get the money for the O's
Give a fuck about your clique, nigga I came up with my woes, yeah
Like with my woes, in that whip I want
With that bitch I want and she know when we hit that road, we gon' hit that zone
With my woes
Yeah, I pull up with my woes, yeah
Like with my woes, in that whip I want
With that bitch I want and she know when we hit the zone
I'ma hit that zone with my woes
I pull up with my woes, yeah
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