Mooce - Burning Sensation Lyrics

Lyrics Burning Sensation - Mooce



I got a deck full of aces I wish a pussy nigga would try to pull
my card
I just got off of my flight and I'm back in town
I just went bought me a brand new car
Pray for the homies ain't got nothing to lose
Steady waiting around for a shooting star
Overachiever that's me and my girl
My life is a course I might shoot for par
She old enough to go buy her a drink
But she love me so she finesse me on bars
Might take it back to a time in my life
Where I wanted to get away really far
I don't want beef nigga I just want to eat
If you work with me we could be living large
I'm not from this planet I got the advantage
Some people don't know that I came from Mars
My homie here trip he still use the word nigga
He white but I love him he get a pass
Criticized by the fam they was looking like damn
If I was you I would've whooped his ass
Baby a trip she let me use the whip
Every time that she gone hit the store and back
Might hit the store to go get something to eat then I'm coming back in hella grocery bags
When I first heard this beat think I thought it was weak
Then I sat on it then I came up with this
Flow is harder than going down the abyss
Peter Parker my fingers be sticky they in your bitch pussy lips
.19 think it got an extended clip
Got a 5 in my wallet was never spent
Ride around the whole city my windows tint
If you going against me you'll never win
I tellem' move
I got this burning sensation
I'm feeling cool
Still got a burning sensation
I'm in the mood
To try to make it be patient
Now he on the news
My head on a swivel can't get too complacent
I'm still trying to make it
I tellem' move
I got this burning sensation
I'm feeling cool
Still got a burning sensation
I'm in the mood
To try to make it be patient
Now he on the news
My head on a swivel can't get too complacent
I'm still trying to make it
The world that we live in is so unexpected I'm so unprotected
Calling us animals racist remarks Knowing it's all been directed
Just cause of my skin Don't want me to win
Don't want me to be educated
Shit out of hand
We need a change I need a fucking vacation
All in the hood Niggas talk about it like it's to glorify
Give my people drugs let them get hella high
Seen his daddy high that's who he idolize
Seen his daddy die now that we're traumatized
Fuck the police
How you grow up feeling
Killing all our people
We who built this country
Don't you dare laugh
This ain't even funny
Niggas rolling with me
That be really toting
Get up off your ass
Tell them get to voting
It's a crazy time
And my people fed up
Get up on the grind
Gotta get your bread up
And to all my youngins
Tell them keep your head up Listen to your momma
Start to make your bed up
Gotta stick together
It's a team effort
Shawty catching feelings
I ain't even met her
I've been rolling with the same crew
Gotta stick together
Fuck the rules
I don't give a fuck
Cause we on nigga
It's our time
We finna shine
We need change nigga
I tell em move
I got this burning sensation
I'm feeling cool
Still got a burning sensation
I'm in the mood
To try to make it be patient
Now he on the news
My head on a swivel
Can't get too complacent I'm still tryna make it
I tell em move I got this burning sensation
I'm feeling cool
Still got a burning sensation
I'm in the mood
To try to make it be patient
Now he on the news
My head on a swivel
Can't get too complacent I'm still tryna make it



Writer(s): Camauri Jackson


Mooce - Open Season
Album Open Season
date of release
19-05-2023




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