Текст песни Fire on the Grass - ThaMonster

Told a girl I was taken, she wouldn't believe it
Y'all don't believe in me, you can't even believe in Jesus
It's good that y'all believe that I cannot get to tweaking
I'mma stay collected, I can't flip out for no reason
Put a smile on my mother, she was working too much
She want a happy son cause the money is a plus
I cannot let her down so the money is a must
I cannot let her drown, made a floatie off of dubs
I was twelve when I seen a nigga get burnt
Fire on the grass, it was close to the church
Close to demons, call it what it's worth
He ain't even move, we ain't even call a nurse
My homies ain't dead yet, gotta be a sign
Gotta make it for 'em, I'mma put it on the line
Gotta get the cash but it ain't too hard to find
I'm just tryna show y'all how it's done, without committing crimes
I was thirteen when I first started —, (hmm)
It ain't much, the cashier looking at us like we killed him
Middle school taught me how to never be a victim
Never got played by a trick or a system
Had to hide it all when I came home to my sisters
Man, I understood, I had to come to my senses
I can't even say the rest of what we calling business
I record and make records, I don't need a pint of Guinness, I'm the winner, like, huh
I can chop a nigga up like I'm sampling
Southside antics, hanging with bandits
I bring the cash for my dad, bring the bags in
Making your man talk to me like I'm master, uh
J the bro, knew him since a child, I can't betray him
Can't say much, I can say you'll be the last to play with him
Mapped out, if they act out, I can fade with him
Don't black out, I do what I want cause I feel safe with them
Chains on, hat too, bet they ain't gon' check me
I cash out, even walk when I get three
My cuzzo said he'll clap back, I wait when it get messy
The score never been tight, it's looking like a 10 to 3
I'mma need a Grammy and an Oscar (yeah)
Chilling with the rich kids, smelling like vodka
Still sober, gotta stay awake if I should drop him
My pops would be proud, they was talking and I popped 'em
You talking to the man, how can I be of assistance?
Need a hand for making rappers swim in with the fishes?
I been in the field before, been taking care of business
Talk 'bout Opposites Attract? I'm the opposite of niggas
Gimme just a sec, I'mma blow up in a minute
They thinking that I'm sleeping, whole time, I'm with some singers
They thinking they creative, whole time, they in my business
Same time, I was taking care of y'all and washing dishes
All you niggas sound the same, let's see who can make it out
Same old—, I ain't change, what the hell they talking 'bout?
Always saying they go lower, I'm already walking south
I'm not running out of songs cause I'm afraid of a drought
Women said they know me since a long time, knock it off, I'm in my prime
I ain't tryna hear advice if it don't benefit mines, and
A trend don't matter to a talent that's divine
There's a difference between being good and popping all the t—
They took my talent for granted
Next time I pass 'em, I'm leaving em stranded
I'm an artist with some blood on the canvas
Don't ask me, I'mma do what I manage
I got the ball this time, you can't have it
Forget content, this time, it's all passion
I'm flipping no script and sticking my landing
I'm flipping on niggas, but I gotta stay planted
This time around, I got all of the cash
I see y'all rappers been highly disbanded
Next year coming, if the industry takes me
I'mma be moving back in with family
They all on the wall, rest in peace to my granny
Auntie passed too, I ain't know how that happened
Always on stage, I ain't ever gon' panic
I been mad sick, bet you sick of my antics
(Yeah, yeah, flipping on—, sticking)
(Smile on my momma)
Forget content, this time, it's all passion, on me