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• Artiste: Vince Staples
• Titre: Fire
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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 poles , whole Polo outfits Feelin' like Young Dro, summertime '06 Thirteen years old runnin' my home, ya bitch Believe that, we was thuggin' on the back street Catchin' cases, 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 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 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 havin' babies at My knuckles ashy knockin' niggas on they ass For smackin', never lackin', 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 fuckin' with the Lord Catch a fade, 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 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 I'm probably finna go to Hell anyway