BURN Lyrics – Jean Dawson

BURN Lyrics by Jean Dawson

I be that one dream chaser
Push by the paper
Green faces
They’re famous for making it be greater

Cave in to the realest n#gg#s
f#ck your feelings
Middle finger up
I know you hate this

So go on
And go down
n#gg#s like me tryna get paid
Get-get laid

f#ck the rest
You b#tch made
Big-big pay
Bottle my style

So I switch it up
Thought you the one
Never give a f#ck
Never giving up

I’m sick as f#ck
Times coming at you, boy
No second chances when I’m on that
I’m killing sh#t, no opponents

I millie the millie
I’m all in the building
No coming in second
You n#gg#s is silly

First place when I do it
California action
Giving the girls flourish
Run that

Coming to take a pawn
One for the b#tches
Two for the stroles
You should get with it

Cuz’ we f#cking on your hoes
Coming for the top
No time for a pose
Time to oppose to a young n#gg# doing his sh#t

Gunna get rich
Steady I rip
Rest in peace to any B I get
Spilling that sh#t that’ll make a n#gg# whip up on his b#tch

I take your b#tch with a healthy basic
n#gg#, face it
I’m in a place
That anybody thinking they better than me

Cocky I be
DA$
No f#cking with me
n#gg#, let me know

Bout to head a city on my back
Lexapro
Next to blow
Blesses, no

But I give it the most
Styles impeccable
My jet will blow
But you n#gg#s say you feel me

Keep it one hundred
I want hundred for them twenties
Fifties, hundred, thousands
Plenty

First to have fun when I’m early in my twenties
Yeah, one of these days
They’ll know Daze
n#gg#, f#ck what they say

Young n#gg# cry
Style so Kanye
Rep-repping the best
Go slo-mo

Watch your sh#t
I’m the best
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Jean Dawson Lyrics – BURN

Jean Dawson

BURN