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fire - vince staples lyrics

[verse 1]
school couldn’t get me into heaven
and heaven couldn’t get me in a b-tch bed
bred 11’s that i stole on a house l1ck
got them clothes, whole polo outfits
feelin’ like young dro, summertime ’06
thirteen years old runnin’ my home, ya b-tch
believe that, we was thuggin’ on the back street
catchin’ cases, probably finna go to h-ll anyway

[hook]
i’m probably finna go to h-ll anyway
i’m probably finna go to h-ll anyway
i’m probably finna go to h-ll anyway
i’m probably finna go to h-ll anyway
i’m probably finna go to h-ll anyway
i’m probably finna go to h-ll anyway
i’m probably finna go to h-ll anyway
i’m probably finna go to h-ll anyway

[verse 2]
them yankee hats remind me of my younger days
dog was a maniac
my momma had me where them babies havin’ babies at
my knuckles ashy, knockin’ n-ggas on they -ss
people smackin’, never lackin’, road to riches is a path
mothaf-cka watch your -ss
and quick raised off wic, whole bloodline crips
you dig your own grave when you f-ckin’ with the lord
catch a fade, probably finna go to h-ll anyway

- vince staples lyrics

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