"Fire In The Booth, Pt. 1" lyrics

Charlie, let's talk about pain
One thing I know about pain is
It don't last forever (Amen)
Another thing I know is that
When you get over the pain, you learn from it (Yeah)
And it makes you stronger
Remember that, yeah

Take your best shot, it's not gonna hurt
I'm numb to the pain, I'm not on a perc'
Want me to lay down and rot on the dirt?
Don't quit your day job, it's not gonna work
Name on them checks, not on a shirt
I'm gon' get this money, I'm not gon' get murked
It's me and my bros, we not the LeVerts
This ain't what you want, shout out Lil Durk

Dash on the shade, tapped on the dirt
Kept my composure, I'm not gon' get irked
Kept moving forward, not in reverse
This what I deserve, I'm not gon' get jerked
If you in a jail, could be in hell
Walk out that cell, you gotta go work
You in these streets, after you eat
Don't think it's sweet, it's not a desert

Life is a bitch and she not gonna flirt
Can't make it rain and she not gonna twerk
I told me to grind, I got the alert
I hit up my migo and got me some work
And now life is chick who look hot in a skirt
One who stayed down and then got all the perks
Beautiful face, body berserk
And hating-ass bitches is not in my circ'

Boo-hoo, a voice keep tellin' me, "Be cool"
Don't give 'em more than two lines
Niggas is not your equal
I know they gon' come after you
But niggas is not your sequel
I told 'em I already know that
Hold that, hold that, hold that, hold that