Fire

(album: Hell Can Wait - 2014)

School couldn't get me into Heaven
And Heaven couldn't get me in a bitch bed
Bred 11's that I stole on a house lick
Got them hoes, whole Polo outfits
Feeling like Young Dro, summertime '06
Thirteen years old running my home, ya bitch
Believe that, we was thugging on the back street
Catching cases, probably finna go to Hell anyway

[Hook 2x:]
I'm probably finna go to Hell anyway
I'm probably finna go to Hell anyway
I'm probably finna go to Hell anyway
I'm probably finna go to Hell anyway

Them Yankee hats remind me of my younger days
Dog was a maniac
My momma had me where them babies having babies at
My knuckles ashy knocking niggas on they ass
For smacking, never lacking, road to riches is a path
Mothafucka watch your ass
And quick race, dawg, for when cold blood like Crips
You dig your own grave when you fucking with the Lord
Catch a fade, probably finna go to Hell anyway

[Hook 2x]