Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Burn Sumthin, artist - Wiz Khalifa.
Date of issue: 04.09.2006
Song language: English
Burn Sumthin |
Yeah. |
yall no what it is. |
its anudda 1 of dose. |
yes! |
Man its ya boy wiz |
khalifa man. |
lets do it. |
yo ! |
uhh |
Im kinda hot now money gettin longer too |
Pressure by the cops now .&niqqas haten on ya do |
See i ain’t step on no toes to get here |
This hard work. |
young’n gotta flow. |
the shit’s clear |
But i see jealousy in they face when they eye me |
Love the lames want’n to trouble W-I-Z |
Doesnt surprise me that some would dispise me |
So i dip through stick move like ali |
I chose wisely. |
some say im an old soul |
A broke load of a young niqqa who flows gold |
&life to live it them punches but still the oor road |
&skys the limit .dig it. |
i brung the whole globe |
But still i made it back. |
the new face of rap |
E figured out tha flow was coke |
Then we made it crack. |
not to hard to hard to pay attention & listen |
This for all my people. |
ghetto niqqas, women, &children |
-chorus: now pay attention what i kick in ya year. |
youu might learn sumthn. |
brun sumthn. |
im from where you worth nuffn. |
unil you get out there &earn |
sumthn. |
and we allergic to that term frontin'. |
so if you get it legit look on |
the curb pumpin'. |
burn somethin. |
we all strugglin'. |
in some way we all |
hustlen' to take nothin' & make somethin. |
ya know .- |
If its one thing i know well is how to get my grind on |
24/7 erfectin' to keep the rhymes strong |
Stackin' my paper. |
waitin' to get my shine on |
Hustlin' all day. |
wonderin' where the time gone |
Im too quick on my feet. |
i ain’t gettin' to sleep |
Rules to be made |
Lose’n weight. |
im forgettin to eat |
&some say im livin' too fast slow down |
Tryna get my family plate big enouph to go 'round |
So i go hard. |
told y’all its goinq down |
A rap niqqa big enough to hold the town |
They wanna hold you down but gettin' them figures knew it was comin' though |
I can see the picture. |
you niggas can steal the youg’n flow |
Hater match the chips gettin' bigger comes with the territory |
Im just glad im able to tell my story |
To get to the top i learned from those there before me |
&when im on ima share my glory |
Look into my eyes & tell me what you see |
A prospect with his mind set on what to be |
Alot of chronic smoke. |
yunq broad come puff wit me |
A attitude like y’all dudes can’t fuck wit me |
Still i stay humble |
Focussed on my hustle |
Later forgettin it but everything got doubled |
& my team got bubbled |
Anybody that seen our struggle got respect 'nah mean' for the youngen' cards |
Its more than just music. |
this more than death’s music |
Its hood then lets do it |
The birds best |
Yes here in the flesh |
Smart to do it. |
talkin ess. |
then lets prove it |
Thats why my shit go hard. |
yours got less movement |
Im on top of things. |
you busy droppin names |
On file. |
no physics can stop the flame |
Think of the lives. |
we can drop some change |
Lets do it … |