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asher d & charlie sloth - fire in the booth, pt. 2 lyrics

[intro]
let’s get ready to rumble!

[verse 1]
what do you mean i cannot get it?
you can see the list, go check my credits
sick with the bars, man, i’m prophetic
yeah, the energy is so kinetic
yeah, satan got me, jesus wash me then
woo, that’s when we started eatin’ properly then
yeah, out in the field, man, i ain’t playin’ soldier
nah, i’m about to take the game over (perfect)

[verse 2]
magic like alakazam
i am the man with the plan
think what i want, if i say it, i get it
i don’t think you man understand, every word is a grand
huh, sh-t
i ain’t just bad on the ‘gram
how many tracks in the can?
i smell like i’m back in the day like i’m paco rabanne
back in the day like i’m packin’ mac in the back of the ‘ac with the wap in my hand
what can i say? i’ve been doing this thing for a minute, n0body can challenge me, gang
different pedigree, fam
never get ahead of me, fam
i don’t care what you’re tellin’ me, man
you can’t compare, man, i’ve never been scared
i was there when my enemies ran cold
i’m gonna blow
never been slow, got my eyes on the throne
never been a kid, man, i’m high like i’m grown
swevin’ a crash, got my eyes on the road
i’m in the zone now, dog with a bone now
when i say head-top, that means they go down
i make my own sound, f-ck all your pr-nouns
show up and showdown, strapped and they know, yeah (he’s heatin’ up)
(woo)

[verse 3]
in it to win it, you know i’m with it if you’re gettin’ money
yeah, i can make a milli’ a minute but not a penny you are gettin’ from me
nah, they’re sayin’, i’m weak, that’s the talk on the streets
woo
well, them man are broke, all that talkin’ is cheap, yeah
sit upon the rhythm and i bit, yeah
hittin’ them with sh-t they never had, yeah
f-ck a beef, i’m goin’ for the bag, yeah
don’t let me f-ckin’ empty out a mag’
you were never there when i was sittin’ on the floor
you weren’t in the bin when i was locked behind the door
they could never tell me there’s somethin’ i can’t be
i’ve been openin’ doors like car keys
woo, woo, woo

[verse 4]
last summer took a pay cut
i wasn’t cuttin’ the cake up, i was on it for the jake-up
i was just tryin’ to get my weight up
on the grind 24/7, n0body to save, just paper
doin’ “away in a manger,” i pay for us
do it every day and i wake up
i’m young, black and gifted
you should follow me old-school
lady wanna sleep on my leg
sip on a bubble with the asher ‘fore they lookin’ for s-x
the rolex
ice with a platinum tec
and now i made it in the game by the scuff on my neck so don’t pet
what you ain’t got, you will get
make all the money while your crew bounce check
check, rippin’ up the bag man flex with
drippin’ up, yeah, yeah

[verse 5]
express this
gotta get it off my check but i’m breathless
mcs in the game never test this
if they do, then they know it is a death-wish
you get this? yeah
i’m an artist
i keep my lyrics in the deepest, darkest
gettin’ high off the weed when we spark this
asher d’s gettin’ wild and ridiculous
listen this, i’m the wickedest lyricist
asher d gettin’ to this
you know you can’t test this
how many gyal pull out the press list?
how many man pull out the hit list?
what you talkin’ about? let’s get this
make money for the house and the lexus
breitling with the rolexexes
flexis, ayy, charlie, i’m done

- asher d charlie sloth lyrics

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