BURNING BUSH ft. Protagonist Lyrics

Funded the habit I'm just too fun with this rappin they cap and lackluster

Ain't got no game for adults this shit Dave and Buster's

I fuck with the hustle though they copy off each other

I gotta marry my own can't have no baby mother

Ain't Got no cream for the crop scrapin from out the gutta

Pushing up and down like a nigga tryna make some butter

Watch them niggas in yo circle may be undercover

Started rapping now they acting like they donald glover

Turn you straight into a has been in a early fashion

One accord in a honda rather push a astin

Quick to whack you for some change like im carol baskin

Same vices wit my niggas tell me who you asking

Same vices wit my niggas tell me who you asking

Got the belt around my waist cuz my shit everlasting

I know this passion of mine won't ever turn to ashes

Shit a prolly part yo ass if you aint lookin past it

Smoking off a burning bush a give you 40 lashes

It's still solute all my women out here doing lashes

I scratch the dash cant miss my shot you know i gotta cash it

I know i'd make it cuz I put the weaving in the basket

Cuzo couldn't keep his mouth shut now he in casket

And unfortunate as that is

Never broke his status

Blood thicker than some water like some rice and cabbage

Dealing with the pain never had the time to manage

Take retaliate a never help me with the damage