Ay Burn the house down see you on your fake crown you lack dedication just to get a rhyme lookin at the time im on the grind lost my girl on the fire I hire a stripper im a real nigga you cant feel me im fearless see these bros they the realest Trap on the beat I Just like atreat on the radio Here the incident that happens to the resident the presidenf sob . people rob my house they on the top but nah nah I kill the man the down yo mama cry on the line its fine im beyond that look at fats young rilla young niggas