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Deno

Fire In The Booth, Pt.1

 

Fire In The Booth, Pt.1


Love me or hate me and that's regardless
I already know that I'm the hardest
Sometimes there's no emotion, I'm a heartless
The bottom of the bottom's where the start is
And will I know what it's like being a good father to a son?
'Cause I've never been a son to a good father
Young boy tryna make it up, uh-huh
I've done too much, better show me love
Show me, show me
'Cause you see me online it don't mean you know me
I don't need a buss down, I take the plain Rollie
I don't need no fake friend, I'd rather be here lonely
Ever see my name in your phone, better pick it up
Put my pride in a hole, I'ma dig it up
Bro put the crow in the Riz', He gon' bill it up
My life a movie, you're watching through cinema

Always got thoughts of making paper today
And I don't take drugs to make the pain go away
You're the reason why you're in the same old place
On the same old block on your same old ways
They still don't understand the way that I came here
With the mandem, bump train at the train station
Girls never showed me love when I came near
Now they pop up when they see me on vacation
Vacation, the virus in the fame had me struggling for train taking
Every day I raise the bar, hear the chain breaking
This is different from the past, this is game-playing
And I don't need no chains to show that I'm sick
One million talent so I'm already rich
I ain't mad, I'm just used to gripping my fists
I ain't mad, I said I'm used to gripping my fists

I say I wanna leave but I never can decide
Hoping that it ends but it's time after time
Yeah, that's still my home so don't ever cross the line
How we gonna change when there's people losing lives?
And you're never gonna hide
You said you got his back but you wasn't there to ride
Screaming, "Mother's life" but you went ahead and lied
How we gonna change when there's people losing lives?

Love me or hate me and that's regardless
I already know that I'm the hardest
Sometimes there's no emotion, I'm a heartless
The bottom of the bottom's where the start is
And will I know what it's like being a good father to a son?
'Cause I've never been a son to a good father
Young boy tryna make it up, uh-huh
I've done too much, you better show me love
Show me, show me
'Cause you see me online it don't mean you know me
I don't need a buss down, I take the plain Rollie
I don't need no fake friend, I'd rather be here lonely
Ever see my name in your phone, better pick it up
Put my pride in a hole, I'ma dig it up
Bro put the crow in the Riz', He gon' bill it up
My life a movie, you're watching through cinema

I'm just tryna show the UK that I'm talented
Charlie cut the beat, make the autotune vanish quick
Question to all of my pagans
Can you really do it like I just did?

This year's a south-side story
Sorta like West Side Story
I'm taking all of the glory
I'm in the house like Cory
This year's a south-side story
Put some respec' on my name, it's mandatory
And if you're coming for me
I'm taking all of the glory
Like, how much wood would a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood?
To stab my friend in the back, you couldn't pay me if you could
And all my brothers still with me, yeah, all my brothers good
From backtrips and tapping tables to making it out the hood

I grew up watching Charlie Sloth, now I'm in the booth causing fire
Some said I wouldn't be rich, oh my days, them boy are liars now
I knew it would come to this, Deno Driz the chosen child
Now them boy same age as me but everyone my age my child now
Everyone my age my child now
L-O-L, I smile now
L-O-L, they think it's easy, so easy, then try it out
Been silver, been there
I went gold, been there
Went platinum, been there
Part two done, come try me now

done

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