Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Line of Fire, artist - Chase N. Cashe
Date of issue: 12.11.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Line of Fire |
Sitting in the studio apartment, room full of clothes |
Music equipment and garbage from the fast food I just ran through |
Spent my last on that shit ‘cause a nigga been starving |
Still getting high, keep a bape shirt on |
Once I get this phone call Irma get this work gone |
Irma get this work off, get my rent paid |
My land lord stay tripping ‘cause the rent late |
I swear to God, man, I can’t stand that bitch face |
She kicked me out, now I’m staying at my bitch place |
She hold it down for a nigga in a big way |
But she bad as fuck and got big cake |
My pockets hurting and she know I need fresh gear |
She give me half of the money when the check clear |
I don’t know why she tripping, talking about ain’t shit |
Had to break it with the bitch in a quick year |
Now I’m sleeping on a couch in my little nigga house |
Asking God «How the hell I even get here?» |
I need some quick, quick cash and a quick, leak gash |
Anything, just to get rich fast |
(Pre-Hook — Chase N Cashe) |
Until them people made me slow down |
Handcuffed in the back of patrol now |
Jail cell is where they trying to make my home now |
Praying that I get this bail money from a phone dial |
I’m just hoping that they picked up |
Collect all when I hear a |
One ring, two rings, three rings, four rings |
Nigga, pick up! |
(Chorus Kobe) |
I’m in a line of fire, and niggas taking shots at me |
Niggas taking shots, but I’m sending them right back |
Niggas ain’t stopping me |
No, I can’t stop, if it’s like this right now |
Imagine how the top gon' be |
Imagine how the top gon' be |
All I know is niggas ain’t stopping me |
No one ain’t stopping me |
(Verse 2 — Chase N Cashe) |
Hard times, I’m familiar with ‘em |
I’m going through some things now, but I’m dealing with ‘em |
I had to drop a couple friends, wasn’t feeling niggas |
You know I only play the cards, god deal me, nigga! |
Be on the road with my dogs try to make it crack |
I do a 20 minute show just to make some stacks |
Remember when I couldn’t find a booth ‘cause I couldn’t find a loop |
Was dress to impress, but couldn’t even buy some food |
Ramen noodles from the 99 cents store |
Making beats, ‘cause the dream was to get more |
Double time on my tempo |
I had to speed up, re up, ‘cause they didn’t wanna see me up |
I had to get up, get out, now I’m kicking my feet up |
Underrating my style but tell ‘em all sleep up! |
Irma shake up the world and wake ‘em when I creep up |
Let me shout out the SC, you know that we up |
See the pain and the scars it all happen like so |
For my age I’m a Don, better act like you don’t know |
Sail away from the snitches, niggas acting like hoes |
And away from the cops, they always on the watch |
(Pre-Hook — Chase N Cashe) |
Until them people made me slow down |
Handcuffed in the back of patrol now |
Jail cell is where they trying to make my home now |
Praying that I get this bail money from a phone dial |
I’m just hoping that they picked up |
Collect all when I hear a |
One ring, two rings, three rings, four rings |
Nigga, pick up! |
(Chorus Kobe) |
I’m in a line of fire, and niggas taking shots at me |
Niggas taking shots, but I’m sending them right back |
Niggas ain’t stopping me |
No, I can’t stop, if it’s like this right now |
Imagine how the top gon' be |
Imagine how the top gon' be |
All I know is niggas ain’t stopping me |
No one ain’t stopping me |