KEEP IT BURNIN
By
Future, Kanye West
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I NEVER LIKED YOU
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Shit, we gon’ do this shit right
Get in first-line, let it take
off
You made it brine then I take
off
Cross me so much, I got nails
in my hand
City on fire
City on fire (Last
time, yeah, yeah)
City on fire (I got ya) (ATL
Jacob, ATL Jacob)
Coming from the ‘Raq
The home of the drillers
I’ma buy a home, then see
you’re home if I miss you
Rubbin’ on your ass but your
mouth is the issue
When you run for ’24, I bet
your spouse gon’ be with you
Who put this together? Me,
that’s who
We did it, Joe, but what they
really do?
Save the pep talk, and the TED
Talk (Ye)
I’m ’bout to send it off (Ye),
I’m ’bout send it off (Ye)
Somebody set it off, (Ye), well
let me get this off (Ye)
Visionary thoughts (Ye), ‘fore
I could barely talk (Ye)
Mind runnin’ laps (Ye), ‘fore I
could barely walk (Ye)
They say we never make it (Ye),
that’s what you thought (Ye)
Cross me so much I got nails in
my hand
City on fire (Yeah, Pluto)
City on fire (Yeah)
City on fire
Cookin’ out the Pyrex
City on fire (Never had a doubt
on the shit but I told you)
City on fire (Nigga, I’ma bring
it, I’ma, ah, ah)
City on fire
Cookin’ out the bowl, tryna
scrape out the paint
One day I was high, had to pour
the whole pint
Woke up in the sky, same money
from the bank
I’ll take it wrapped in
plastic, accept anything
Cut up the dark with the fetti,
nine times
Doped up today like I got
ninety-nine lives
Blood on my money, see the
blood in my eyes
LaFerrari, bando, two at a time
Every time I fuck, you gotta
tell me it’s mine
Sinnin’ again, I’ve been
winnin’ again
Tray done got shot, he back
spinnin’ again
Ridin’ with the fire, bitch
ain’t never gon’ see
Walkin’ in the day one in the
head is a must
Dark in my flesh, say it run in
my cup
Rose gold like a band-aid over
my cut
Tailored in plush and covered
up all this kush
Cross me so much, I got nails
in my hand
City on fire, like Bethlehem
Testin’ my faith when I fell in
the trench
Blessings on blessings, they
fell in my hand
Comin’ from the ‘Raq, we the
home of the drillers
Comin’ from the hundreds, you
got change for a billion?
Comin’ for the house, real
change in a minute
When I run for ’24, I know my
spouse better be with me
Hundred feet tall when I stand
on the business
Look at how we did, everything
we intended
You don’t want no tension, boy,
you just want attention
I’ma pop up at your house if
you pop up in my mentions
The bando, count money with a
MAC
Seen too much violence, done
seen too much death
Bodies on bodies, got a gang
full of them
Raised by gangsters,
prostitutes and pimps
Visit my grandmother in prison
on Sunday
Talk in third person, won’t
admit it if I done it
Money like Sage in my house,
keep it burnin’
Money like Sage in my house,
keep it burnin’
City on fire
Money like Sage in my house
keep it burnin’
City on fire
Money like Sage in my house
keep it burnin’
City on fire
City on fire
City on fire
Money like Sage in my house
keep it burnin’
Shit, we gon’ do this shit
right, I got ya
First-line, let it take off
Cross me so much I got nails on
my hands
