B.Rozay - Fuel to the Fire Lyrics

You get that money Gotta cut the check split it with the fam
Voices in my head tell me flex no we are not the same
I know she loyal she gonna hold me down bring me through the pain
I ain't dirty but I walk around looking like a stain
Fall back don't fall off
Hit up bro that's one call
Trynna walk down get ran off
Imma king on the block Zach Randolph
No time to play games I can't waste my energy
If you a snake imma see it eventually
I'm on a whole another lever that's mentally
If you got me than I got you that's chemistry
I go hard
These niggas jokers yeah I'm pulling cards
Thank God I ain't dead or behind them bars
Free all my niggas that's behind them walls
And rest in peace to my grammy
Imma go hard yea I cannot stop I'm doing it for the family
You ain't gotta over think just make sure you understand me yeah
I'm dripping water like a sink
I'm so fly I don't even need wings
Walking ocean I just flooded the scene
From the dirty but I keep it clean
I be fresh when I step I know they hating on me
All I need is motivation I ain't waiting homie
You don't know the nights I starve trynna make it homie
All I know is keep it real I can't fake it homie
Don't dick ride once you over there cant switch sides
Foot on they neck ain't no letting up
I gotta go hard I ain't giving up
Hard body like a ford truck
Stayed down how I came up
I will not change up
I'm just trynna get my change up
The hate is real I'm so through with all the fake love
Yeah I hear them talking but I'm focused trynna run it up
Apply that pressure when I step you hear that thunder clap
MDV that be the section put it on the map
Free Shalik my brother gone but he coming back
I know some niggas dead and gone they aint coming back
If they say they put me on than that nigga lying
I'm from the bottom keep that tool just to keep from dying
Keep that tool
Keep that tool
Gotta Keep that tool
Keep that tool just to keep from dying
Keep that tool
Keep that tool
Keep that tool just to keep from dying
How you run from trouble when its all around you
Keep your foot on they neck cant let them clown you
Cant let them down you
You gotta hold on
Stay strong
These niggas be capping
I'm talking to the streets nigga I ain't just rapping
Im ready for action
I'm CTR lets get it cracking
I'm fly Aladdin
High as an attic you don't want static
You don't want smoke
I'll take your lungs you need a medic
Through the madness stand tall
All my niggas gonna ball
My shawty catch me when i fall
Young nigga want it all
I want the fast cars nascars
Do the dash in a foreign
Imma just stay down till I'm up keep grinding till I'm touring
Keep that tool
Keep that tool
Keep that tool just to keep from dying
Keep that tool
Keep that tool
Keep that tool just to keep from dying
Ctr we get it popping
Ctr we in the building
Gotta keep that tool
Keep that tool
Keep that tool just to keep from dying