Let it burn
Let it burn
Let it burn
Let it burn
Let it burn
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Light my blunt with a burning bill
They say I sold my soul
Well I guess it's real
F**k a Bugatti
Need a hundred mill
And the way I feel f**k how you feel
Burn my blunt with a burning bill
They say I sold my soul
Well I guess it's real
F**k a Bugatti need a hundred mill
And the way I feel f**k how you feel
Lighting my blunts with a hundred n***a
You sold your soul for the money n***a
You was hungry n***a
They never want my n***a
I feel them on me n***a
I feel them hunt me n***a
I'm so lonely n***a
With this chrome my n***a
Got the choppa
And I'm finna act a donkey n***a
Get cold cased
Whole clique get erased
When it come to the money
Boy I'm out for the case
So give me my slice
Before I take your half
100 mill 50 mill
You do the math
On the road to riches
But I had to take a cab
Trying to drink away the pain
And forgot to pay the tab
And I'm getting pulled down
And a bucket full of crabs
Niggas heard that I got sesame
Can't shit live if I don't let it breathe
Dumping shots out the forty
In their neck till it bleed
Yeah
Light my blunt with a burning bill
They say I sold my soul
Well I guess it's real
F**k a Bugatti
Need a hundred mill
And the way I feel f**k how you feel
Burn my blunt with a burning bill
They say I sold my soul
Well I guess it's real
F**k a Bugatti need a hundred mill
And the way I feel f**k how you feel
Marksman and killers right next to me
Bow Down and pay some respect to me
Rest in peace in jeeps you peace
Marksman and killers right next to me
Bow Down and pay some respect to me
Rest in peace yeah in jeeps yeah
In peace
Marksman and killers right next to me
b***h Bow Down and pay some respect to me
No test in me
Bitches rest in peace
Pull up in jeeps
Boy I know where you be
You a money machine you a ATM
In other words n***a
You a walking lick
Bitches on my d**k
It's money over a b***h
Until the day that I'm rich
And n***a don't forget
If I ever go broke
I'm gone hit me a lick
n***a take from the poor
And they give to the rich
Man f**k that shit going out for this
When cop my gun I'll never b***h
Wreck my Bugatti left
That b***h in a ditch
And I need a 100 mil
Before they put me in a ditch
Now I'm riding around strap
In my Honda looking sick
Smoking 100 bills
Ink burning my wrist
Symbolizing pain
That a n***a went through
If I didn't rap to you
I'll be lying about this
Crispy 100 bills be cutting my wrist
And the dirty money came off
Flipping them bricks
It's all blood money
Trace it back to my people
The almighty dollar
Makes us feel unequal
People killing people
I done seen so much evil
If you get caught slipping
You won't live to see the sequel
Go
Light my blunt with a burning bill
They say I sold my soul
Well I guess it's real
F**k a Bugatti
Need a hundred mill
And the way I feel f**k how you feel
Burn my blunt with a burning bill
They say I sold my soul
Well I guess it's real
F**k a Bugatti need a hundred mill
And the way I feel f**k how you feel
Let it burn Let it burn Let it burn
Let it burn Let it burn Let it burn
Let it burn Let it burn Let it burn
Let it burn Let it burn Let it burn
Let it burn Let it burn Let it burn
Let it burn Let it burn Let it burn
Let it burn Let it burn Let it burn
Let it burn Let it burn Let it burn
Burning Bills - Deniro Farrar
