Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Burn Slow, artist - Demrick. Album song Stoney Point 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 18.10.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Stoney Point
Song language: English
Burn Slow |
Back to the tire shop, the wheels need work |
When I come around them curbs, girl don’t hit me with this work |
When shit get on my nerves I just crumble up some herb |
Man, got two things in this world |
Just this boss and this work, huh? |
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And I ain’t jeopardizing either one (no way!) |
Hustle all day, never see the sun (never see the sun.) |
Grind all night ‘til the morning come. |
(Let's get it) |
Everybody eating, yeah, I need me some |
I need me some, you see I be the one, kill any beat I’m on |
This tree I breathe, you’ll probably need a lung before you Cheech & Chong |
Chose to sing along at an eat-along |
Tell her leave her thong |
That shit we be on until I’m dead and gone. |
(dead and gone.) |
Demrick |
Stoney, stoney, yeah you know me |
Back all by my lonely (back all by my lonely) |
Bag full of fire for the real ones only (real ones only) |
Phoney homies quick to turn they backs on me (turn they backs on me) |
Just like my Woods, let ‘em all burn out slowly (all burn out slowly) |
Stoney, stoney, yeah you know me |
Back all by my lonely (back all by my lonely) |
Bag full of fire for the real ones only (real ones only) |
Phoney homies quick to to turn they backs on me (turn they backs on me) |
Just like my Woods, let ‘em all burn out slowly (all burn out slowly) |
Zombie Juice |
Burn it up |
my blunt and she fell in love |
I got the life for the minimum |
Money we count by the Benjamin’s |
Demrick |
Stoney, stoney, yeah you know me |
Back all by my lonely (back all by my lonely) |
Bag full of fire for the real ones only (real ones only) |
Phoney homies quick to turn they backs on me (turn they backs on me) |
Just like my Woods, let ‘em all burn out slowly (all burn out slowly) |
Stoney, stoney, yeah you know me |
Back all by my lonely (back all by my lonely) |
Bag full of fire for the real ones only (real ones only) |
Phoney homies quick to to turn they backs on me (turn they backs on me) |
Just like my Woods, let ‘em all burn out slowly (all burn out slowly) |
B-Real |
Loud, I roll it up |
Blowing that cloud, you fold it up |
My bro can’t hold it up |
That bomb OG, I blow it up |
Seeds, I sow 'em up |
Can’t wait 'til I grow 'em up |
That lean the pour it up |
But it’s the insane that tore 'em up, uh |
They take that hit, quit it |
Show these hoes how we get it, get it |
Pay a bitch quick, spit it |
ATM in the lobby, hit it |
Admit it, it’s that shit that got you lit |
We burn it down |
Turns up many pounds |
Nah bitch, ain’t no slowing down |
On that creek, shit is deep, you ain’t loud |
Can’t hear a peep, you that sheep, follow me into a cloud |
Burning slow in my paint, out of reach |
We elevate beyond your station |
Hear him preach! |
Demrick |
Stoney, stoney, yeah you know me |
Back all by my lonely (back all by my lonely) |
Bag full of fire for the real ones only (real ones only) |
Phoney homies quick to turn they backs on me (turn they backs on me) |
Just like my Woods, let ‘em all burn out slowly (all burn out slowly) |
Stoney, stoney, yeah you know me |
Back all by my lonely (back all by my lonely) |
Bag full of fire for the real ones only (real ones only) |
Phoney homies quick to to turn they backs on me (turn they backs on me) |
Just like my Woods, let ‘em all burn out slowly (all burn out slowly) |