Fan the Flames / Night Games - Young Roc, Nasyae

You have no idea what a nigga really been through

Ever would of have asked then you probably would a been knew

This is how I’m not supposed act when the Rent due

I ain’t never rob no body but I’m Fin too

Bringing more attention to Michigan then Flint drew

Steve Stevens’s a old nigga for the Benz coupe

Drive around all day

On the mile all day

And when I’m done

Sell that bitch for 10k

How you tryna give me advice like you the sinsei

Sayin I need to get out the city and relocate

I ain’t gotta go to Atlanta nigga I been brave

I suggest you stay in Atlanta nigga you been gay

I’m trappin out the crib like none other

With one oven no mits gas stove my shit bumpin

Never hated a nigga I just rise above em

Come on son I’m ed lover I spread butter

Fuck it I burn the kitchen up

Fuck it I burn the kitchen up

Burnt the pot while I’m cooking up

Gave it my everything I got never giving up

Fuck it I burn the kitchen up

Fuck it I burn the kitchen up

Burnt the pot while I’m cooking up

Gave it my everything I got never giving up

Young nigga living that vintage life

Taking over summer in my vintage nikes

Velvet in that range Matte winter white

Kim k double d ruccis wetting cucci

Livernois turn into Main Street for sushi

Im Tyler Perry with the plays

So you know it’s loose leaf

Side salads with the blue cheese Nigga oowee

I got that chicken on me now nigga who need?

My Delivery is nice

Cooking with spice

Chop it with the knife

Got a rocket in my whites

I ain’t with the hype let me tell you bout my life

Living daydreams in the middle of the night

Got me focused and serene till they hit me wit a sike

I mean

Fuck it

I ain’t with the hype let me tell you bout my life

(nasyae)

If your still here in the morning

That means we more than friends

Love is essential

Your heart in to doing it over again

Holding it down for the rest of the night

What a real one does

I need you to to talk to me