"Playing With Fire" lyrics
StreetRunner
So you've got so many diamonds
You wear all the finest clothes
And your grill is shinin'
As you're drivin' down the streets of gold
But you can't blame me if I set this stage on fire (Keep all that shit, K)
(KJ, let the beat knock)
Fuck all your compliments (Fuck them), I got none but advice for a fuckin' bitch (That's law)
Took a loss, it's okay, that what come with this (It's okay), I got Raaws and yerks on some junkie shit (I'm a junkie)
I'm OG, miss me with that uncle shit (Don't do that), yeah, I'm ugly, but bitch, I got confidence (2Tymes)
Ayy, ayy, mane, I'm finna have Lil Wayne bumpin' this (Let's go)
I stay faded like Aaron The Plumber (Heat 'em up), think I'm soft 'cause I look like my mama (It's baby)
Fuck the opps, I want all the drama (Come on), five yerks, finna fuck off a funnel (Yeah)
Five Dracs, finna CNN some shit (Right now), I'm right here, nigga, come and spin this bitch (Hurry up)
Bitch, stop textin' me, ion do friends and shi' (Stop textin' me), gotta be careful who you do bidness with (On the five)
How the fuck I'ma wake up tomorrow? (Yeah), this what motivate me, I'ma rob 'em (Get down)
Fitted cap to the back while we fuckin' (Huh?), got that bitch callin' me Mr. Marcus
Might get full of that dung and tweak out (Tweak out), why I'm always the one gotta reach out? (Why?)
Used to make fun of me, look at me now (Bitch), teeth was ugly, but look at my teeth now (2Fithy)
I was starvin', but look how I eat now (I'm eatin'), you bet' not make a word, lil' nigga (Bet' not)
You can go put a dick in your ear (Huh?), nigga, fuck what you heard, lil' nigga (Yeah)
Labels tryna shelve a nigga (What?), literally tryna belt a nigga (Right now)
Wish I had my mama in my life (My mama), she don't know that shit help a nigga, I'm a special nigga, I'm the one (Ayy)
(StreetRunner, Fithy), you know I'm sayin'? (Uh-huh)
So you've got so many diamonds
From now on, call me the truth (Call me the truth, nigga)
You wear all the finest clothes (Write that shit down)
I'ma tell you this truth, whether that shit hurt or not (Hurt or not)
As your grill is shinin' (Call me the truth)
It is what it is (What it is)
As you're drivin' down the streets of gold (Ayy)
But you can't blame me if I set this stage on fire (Let me get that, ayy, 2Fithy, ayy, fuck)
Hop out the rental (Uh), kill 'em on purpose, and say it was accidental (Uh-huh)
Nigga, come get your issue (Come on), beat him to sleep, make him go and get his pistol (Bah-bah-bah, go get it)
Nigga, go get your members (Come on), go with your move, a hundred in blues (A hundred)
I ain't got nothin' (Nah), but I had a .38 Special at school (Nigga)
Yeen never been in no shootout for minutes (Nah), discharge, reload, bitch, I'm a menace (Bah-bah-bah)
Question my loyalty, I get offended (I get mad), watch out for clout if I get a sentence (Watch out)
Run a red light, give a fuck 'bout a ticket (Fuck that), know you ain't shit, but don't wanna admit it (Don't wanna admit it)
Break it down, wrap it up, and send it (Seal it up), free Wild, free [?], free [?] (Free cartel)
So you've got so many diamonds (Yup)
You wear all the finest clothes (At this point, I don't give a fuck if a nigga understand me or not)
And your grill is shinin' (Nigga, it's how I feel, nigga, this is what I want, nigga, it's how, it's how I wanna do it, nigga)
As you're drivin' down the streets of gold (Nigga, nigga, like, fuck that, I ain't with all that animated shi')
But you can't blame me if I set this stage on fire (But keep all that, bruh, you heard me? Yeah, 2Fithy, FNG, fuck)
So you've got so many diamonds
You wear all the finest clothes
And your grill is shinin'
As you're drivin' down the streets of gold
But you can't blame me if I set this stage on fire (Keep all that shit, K)
(KJ, let the beat knock)
Fuck all your compliments (Fuck them), I got none but advice for a fuckin' bitch (That's law)
Took a loss, it's okay, that what come with this (It's okay), I got Raaws and yerks on some junkie shit (I'm a junkie)
I'm OG, miss me with that uncle shit (Don't do that), yeah, I'm ugly, but bitch, I got confidence (2Tymes)
Ayy, ayy, mane, I'm finna have Lil Wayne bumpin' this (Let's go)
I stay faded like Aaron The Plumber (Heat 'em up), think I'm soft 'cause I look like my mama (It's baby)
Fuck the opps, I want all the drama (Come on), five yerks, finna fuck off a funnel (Yeah)
Five Dracs, finna CNN some shit (Right now), I'm right here, nigga, come and spin this bitch (Hurry up)
Bitch, stop textin' me, ion do friends and shi' (Stop textin' me), gotta be careful who you do bidness with (On the five)
How the fuck I'ma wake up tomorrow? (Yeah), this what motivate me, I'ma rob 'em (Get down)
Fitted cap to the back while we fuckin' (Huh?), got that bitch callin' me Mr. Marcus
Might get full of that dung and tweak out (Tweak out), why I'm always the one gotta reach out? (Why?)
Used to make fun of me, look at me now (Bitch), teeth was ugly, but look at my teeth now (2Fithy)
I was starvin', but look how I eat now (I'm eatin'), you bet' not make a word, lil' nigga (Bet' not)
You can go put a dick in your ear (Huh?), nigga, fuck what you heard, lil' nigga (Yeah)
Labels tryna shelve a nigga (What?), literally tryna belt a nigga (Right now)
Wish I had my mama in my life (My mama), she don't know that shit help a nigga, I'm a special nigga, I'm the one (Ayy)
(StreetRunner, Fithy), you know I'm sayin'? (Uh-huh)
So you've got so many diamonds
From now on, call me the truth (Call me the truth, nigga)
You wear all the finest clothes (Write that shit down)
I'ma tell you this truth, whether that shit hurt or not (Hurt or not)
As your grill is shinin' (Call me the truth)
It is what it is (What it is)
As you're drivin' down the streets of gold (Ayy)
But you can't blame me if I set this stage on fire (Let me get that, ayy, 2Fithy, ayy, fuck)
Hop out the rental (Uh), kill 'em on purpose, and say it was accidental (Uh-huh)
Nigga, come get your issue (Come on), beat him to sleep, make him go and get his pistol (Bah-bah-bah, go get it)
Nigga, go get your members (Come on), go with your move, a hundred in blues (A hundred)
I ain't got nothin' (Nah), but I had a .38 Special at school (Nigga)
Yeen never been in no shootout for minutes (Nah), discharge, reload, bitch, I'm a menace (Bah-bah-bah)
Question my loyalty, I get offended (I get mad), watch out for clout if I get a sentence (Watch out)
Run a red light, give a fuck 'bout a ticket (Fuck that), know you ain't shit, but don't wanna admit it (Don't wanna admit it)
Break it down, wrap it up, and send it (Seal it up), free Wild, free [?], free [?] (Free cartel)
So you've got so many diamonds (Yup)
You wear all the finest clothes (At this point, I don't give a fuck if a nigga understand me or not)
And your grill is shinin' (Nigga, it's how I feel, nigga, this is what I want, nigga, it's how, it's how I wanna do it, nigga)
As you're drivin' down the streets of gold (Nigga, nigga, like, fuck that, I ain't with all that animated shi')
But you can't blame me if I set this stage on fire (But keep all that, bruh, you heard me? Yeah, 2Fithy, FNG, fuck)
