Is - Time To Burn

Uh, uh huh Gangster I though it was love Didn't wanna admit that When I looked back It was lust Too bad I had to learn a lesson They were against me You were with me But you never let your old thang go I don't care to know why Girl I guess some things Can't be explained It is what it is (what it is) I don't know what to call it 'Cause I'm feelin' something else (I'm feeling something else) It is what it is (what it is) Just don't let yourself get caught up (uh huh) When it's really something else Know that is okay Felt something going on For every time that I fought it (uh) Girl I bet that's what it was Called myself being down for you (ice cold) Just know that before I knew you I already knew how you get down (uh) But if that's your thang, babe I ain't mad at you It's cool Just know I did it too It is what it is I don't know what to call it (don't know what to call it) 'Cause I'm feelin' something else (I'm feeling something else) It is what it is (what it is) Just don't let yourself get caught up (aww girl) When it's really something else Take it to the bridge I'm not saying that two wrongs can make it right It ain't too late for us to try (yeah) Do we put back together Or we say goodbye? (ha) Give me another chance You did it too, shit It's all good, baby We even, right? Well how can I smile, shit? It's better to smile than to frown anyday Yeah listen It is what it is I don't know what to call it (don't know what to call it) 'Cause I'm feelin' something else (girl I'm feeling something else) It is what it is (what it is) Just don't let yourself get caught up (get caught up) When it's really something else (if you want to get to be with me baby) It is what it is (what it is) I don't know what to call it (call it) 'Cause I'm feelin' something else (uh, uh yeah yeah come on) It is what it is (what it is) Just don't let yourself get caught up (caught up, and I) When it's really something else (oh my) Take it to the bridge I'm not saying that two wrongs can make it right But it ain't too late for us to try (baby) Do we put back together Or we say goodbye? It is what it is (what is) I don't know what to call it (don't know what to call it uhhh uhh) 'Cause I'm feelin' something else (gonna give my love) It is what it is (what it is) Just don't let yourself get caught up (caught up oh no, no) When it's really something else (gonna give my love) It is what it is (ohhh, I) I don't know what to call it (call it III) 'Cause I'm feelin' something else (gonna give my love) It is what it is (what it is) Just don't let yourself get caught up (ooh) When it's really something else (gonna give my love) It is what it is I don't know what to call it (oohhh oh yeah) 'Cause I'm feelin' something else (gonna give my love) It is what it is (oh oh) Just don't let yourself get caught up (caught up when III) When it's really something else (gonna give my love) It is what it is (what it is) I don't know what to call it (call it 'cause I'm feeling) 'Cause I'm feelin' something else (feeling something uh, uh, uh, uh) It is what it is Just don't let yourself get caught up When it's really something else (gonna give my love)

Yeah Lemme tell you sum, real life type shit (Damn, Machu, why'd you have to do 'em like that?) It ain't nothing like a real bitch Unky always told me it ain't nothing like them field trips I can show you 'bout them bands, ain't never pill flip Hutch water, with the lights off, bitch, I'm still lit Shoes soo woo but my pockets still Crip Two new tools, brodie tryna drill shit Huh, and that's just how it is and that's just what it is I remember I ain't have a slug in my pocket I remember I ain't have a plug or a socket Bro seen a opp out, he finna jump out and drop it Turtle Pie, finna fill my lungs up with something toxic That's really just to kill the pain Dick sucking, I don't even know you, boy, you really lame Dub show on my neck, don't talk about no dilly chain Cut her her off quick, I just told her I don't feel the same It's some wounds that never heal but I don't let them phase me Used to walk so when I'm in the coupe, I push the pedal crazy Got some youngins out here jamming chips, the others selling eighthies I look up sometimes 'cause he blessed yo baby Walking in my shoes? You gon' find out my life a movie Always arguing with my bitch but I like 'em bougie High as hell at Beni's eating steak, shrimp, rice, and sushi High as hell with my white boys, finna light a doobie All odds against me but I made it out They ain't see the vision, whole time was on the paper route Same time you sleep, got a chef bringing bacon out Hit yo baby mama in yo crib and I stained the couch Used to load the Bitcoin with like a hunnid dollars Now how I'm feeling, bitch, I'm headed towards a hunnid commas Called dukes up and told her, "It's my summer, mama" You should take the cuffs off that bitch, she got a running problem It ain't nothing like a real bitch Unky always told me it ain't nothing like them field trips I can show you 'bout them bands, ain't never pill flip Hutch water, with the lights off, bitch, I'm still lit It is what it is, fuck what it was Talking 'bout my aunty, this and that, who the fuck is cuz? If I ain't know you back then, we ain't fucking blood Seventeen year old Tron was out here busting juggs Eighteen year old Tron started a rap mission Unky watching ShittyBoyz vids, in the trap whipping TrDee and Donny Bands in them Scats drifting StanWill on Miami Beach spending racks, tripping Margiela stepping, paint a picture for you when I walk I'm a rapper now, I don't fuck with debit fraud But with that CPN shit, I can boost yo credit, dawg Jada Pinkett Smith, my bitch got Glockies, she gon' set it off Built this shit from the dirt, ShittyBoyz, we up Wockhardt, with some, finna fill my cup I was down bad and came back so I'm really clutch Think that you can fuck with me? You a silly fuck In the deep end, I see yo bitch? I reel her in Star player, if I'm playing, I'ma fill the gym All the L's they all right now, I'ma hit with wins Told God forgive me 'cause I'm still gon' sin Hopping off the airplane, I'm headed towards the air train Headed towards the top, bitch, I'm walking up the stairway High as hell eating Flamin Wok in Fairlane Zazas burning up my eyes like some bear mace I'ma leave the game the GOAT Lil' pretty bitch, told her that I only came for throat In the club and I only came to paper throw They was sleep on me but now they awake for sure It ain't nothing like a real bitch Unky always told me it ain't nothing like them field trips I can show you 'bout them bands, ain't never pill flip Hutch water, with the lights off, bitch, I'm still lit Shoes soo woo but my pockets still Crip Two new tools, brodie tryna drill shit Huh, and that's just how it is and that's just what it is It ain't nothing like a real bitch Unky always told me it ain't nothing like them field trips I can show you 'bout them bands, ain't never pill flip Hutch water, with the lights off, bitch, I'm still lit (Damn, Machu, why'd you have to do 'em like that?) Shoes soo woo but my pockets still Crip Two new tools, brodie tryna drill shit Huh, and that's just how it is and that's just what it is

Southside DJ on the beat so it's a banger Fresh up out of bed, got a call, he was dead It is what it is, fuck 'em all, we ain't scared Back back to that shit, we hit it all with some fear He said that he ain't tell, what he said ain't gon' stick Fly in, then you don't fuck, then I'm not payin' for your expense I told him order that Benz but send in back up, it ain't the kin Niggas stick your hand in, always ask for a hand out I'm fuckin' up with my backend, I walk in Chanel and I cash out I need that check I need that check, I need that check, I need that check I need that check, I need that, I need that check I need that check, I need that check, I need that check I need that check, I need that check, I need that check I need that check right now I'm in the stu' off the X right now, yeah Rollin' on air right now Fuck around, text their ex right now You not so tough right now You in my city, you a guest right now (Uh) We ain't gonna talk about drip I'm in Chanel, you in Guess right now (Pussy) I hit the road for the shows Just run up, gon' bring their poles with 'em A lot of these niggas so lame Don't pull up, you ain't got your loads with 'em These bitches be playin' with their nose I pull up with a bag of Cole Bennett I pull up on Izzy for gold 55K for some gold pendants I'm sellin' drugs to my tenants Broke niggas always try to come with opinions (Yeah) Ridin' through the city in a Bentley Could've been tinted, Chanel, but I want that Bentley (Uh) Realest nigga that you've come upon Free Ralo, he run up a marathon Good gas like a Marathon Killin' shit with their hazards on A fresh 20 just to add it on I put 20 in my Rag & Bones Type of shit I be braggin' on Make a call, put a ratchet on you You a goofy, they gon' stash it on you You ain't gang, don't ask for money O.T., they tax to join Fresh up out of bed, got a call, he was dead It is what it is, fuck 'em all, we ain't scared Back back to that shit, we hit it all with some fear He said that he ain't tell, what he said ain't gon' stick Fly in, then you don't fuck, then I'm not payin' for your expense I told him order that Benz but send in back up, it ain't the kin Niggas stick your hand in, always ask for a hand out I'm fuckin' up with my backend, I walk in Chanel and I cash out I need that check I need that check, I need that check, I need that check I need that check, I need that, I need that check I need that check, I need that check, I need that check I need that check, I need that check, I need that check I'm standin' on couches with CCs Gotta watch out 'cause they shootin' up FEFEs They told me don't go without bein' 'round killers 'Cause killers be watchin' these VVs You think he a killer, but his ass a goofy I heard he be ridin' the weewees His lil' bitch be trippin' She ask for some Gucci, but she know she get on her knee-knees Audemars, bust it down, 30, I bust it down Niggas won't lower the pounds You vouchin' for clowns, you can't come around (Pussy) Nowadays, niggas fight, these niggas gon' pull out cell phones Nowadays when we fight, my niggas gon' pull out a nail gun, yeah One call for raw beef, they tryna nail somethin' Don't condone the violence But if you gon' nail him, nail him 'cause they'll tell somethin' No threats on the internet I told my guys don't go way into that Next time don't have your kids with you I'ma tell lil' folks to go finish that Go get the Bentley, MAC I nut on my bitch with a pretty ass You not right there, where you really at? I'm on the Lam' with 300 guys, yeah You not a street nigga You see a shootout, you gon' get excited You not a street nigga Instagram watch your murder, you gon' get indicted, yeah Now my page on private (Page on private) Now my phone on silent (Phone on silent) I ain't tryna answer no questions (Answer no questions) I don't know what happened (Nah) All I know is he was cappin', trippin' Callin' my phone, tellin' his business I don't wanna hear 'bout no killin' And you ain't one of them niggas who killin' Fresh up out of bed, got a call, he was dead It is what it is, fuck 'em all, we ain't scared Back back to that shit, we hit it all with some fear He said that he ain't tell, what he said ain't gon' stick Fly in, then you don't fuck, then I'm not payin' for your expense I told him order that Benz but send in back up, it ain't the kin Niggas stick your hand in, always ask for a hand out I'm fuckin' up with my backend, I walk in Chanel and I cash out I need that check I need that check, I need that check, I need that check I need that check, I need that, I need that check I need that check, I need that check, I need that check I need that check, I need that check, I need that check

Late one night I was walking in the valley of hearts. A spirit came to me and said: You gotta move to start You gotta take the first step You gotta grow to be tall And then she me told something, something that I'll never forget. You got love to burn. You better take your chance on love. You got to let your guard down You better take a chance, A chance on love. Take chance on love On love. In the valley of hearts there's a house full of broken windows And the lovers inside just quarrel all the time Why'd you ruin my life? Where you takin' my kid? And they hold each other saying: How did it come to this? You got love to burn. You better take your chance on love. You got to let your guard down You better take a chance, A chance on love. Take chance on love On love. Late one night I was walking in the valley of hearts. A spirit came to me and said: You gotta move to start You gotta take the first step You gotta grow to be tall And then she me told something, something that I'll never forget.

Come on Fear of the dark, tears me apart Won't leave me alone and time keeps running out Just one more life, I'm so sick and tired Of singing the blues, I should turn my life around Come on Tell me why do I feel this way All my life I've been standing on the borderline Too many bridges burned Too many lies I've heard Had a life but I can't go back Can't do that, it will never be the same again And I know I don't Have any time to burn Come on They follow me home, disturbing my sleep But I'll find a place, A place where they cannot find me Maybe I'm lost, and maybe I'm scared But too many times I've closed the doors behind me Tell me why do I feel this way All my life I've been standing on the borderline Too many bridges burned Too many lies I've heard Had a life but I can't go back Can't do that, it will never be the same again And I know I don't Have any time to burn Leave it all behind Cross the borderline Face the truth, don't have any time to Have any time to burn Tell me why do I feel this way All my life I've been standing on the borderline Too many bridges burned Too many lies I've heard Had a life but I can't go back Can't do that, it will never be the same again Gotta go, cause I know I don't Have any time to burn Tell me why do I feel this way All my life I've been standing on the borderline Too many bridges burned Too many lies I've heard Had a life but I can't go back Can't do that, it will never be the same again And I know I don't Have any time to Have any time to burn Come on

It's gettin' so late now, I'm headin' for the city I've got a date and she's so pretty Jump in my car and no hitchin' for a ride Gonna hit that high speed all the time Ahh, ha, ha, ha Are you ready, ready to burn? Are you ready, ready to burn? Ahh, ha, ha, ha Are you ready, ready to burn? Are you ready, ready to burn? She's got chrome wire wheels, bucket seats made of leather She's as tough as steel and light as a feather If you feel the power as you touch the pedal She's as hot as hell, she's real heavy metal Ahh, ha, ha, ha Are you ready, ready to burn? Are you ready, ready to burn? Ahh, ha, ha, ha Are you ready, ready to burn? Are you ready, ready to burn? She's got plenty of power, she feels real good Well, put together for the neighborhood Ahh, ha, ha, ha Are you ready, ready to burn? Are you ready, ready to burn? Are you ready, ready to burn? Are you ready, ready to burn? Ahh, ha, ha, ha Are you ready, ready to burn? Are you ready, ready to burn? Ahh, ha, ha Are you ready, ready to burn? Are you ready, ready to burn? Are you ready? Hit the road, Jack