Trapped In The Fire

It's like you're standing on a cliff Verse 1: Cush Wallace Built somethin' from nothin I'm a natural survivor Never pitched but my flow could match your suppliers' I come from a place where trappin's admired Ignorant to the fact, we're trapped in the fire Hell hole we'll prevail though Bad biddie steady kissin' on my earlobe How you feel tho? I went from $50 dollar shell toes And walkin' up in department stores trying to steal clothes Like it's second nature Such reckless behavior Couple dollars for food, saved the rest for later I don't mess with haters That shit is too contagious These hoes be suffocating, I need respirators Fuck who ever betrays us, their souls are obsolete Just means my circle smaller And that's fine with me The less I have to watch you niggas I can sleep at night Play wii 'til 5, bowl rips like that weed be like Bridge: Cush Wallace (Nah, let it go dude) Ignorant to the fact we're trapped in the fire Trapped in the Fire (fuck it) trapped in the fire Trapped in the fire (fuckin') trapped in the fire (some shit like that, you know?) Verse 2: Cush Wallace The other day I shared a convo with my moms She wants me to finish school But I don't want to compromise I told her on these beats Yo I'm like Rondo with the dimes Me and Cash are like Roethisburger when he had Hines So tell these niggas catch up Watch these hoes get bagged up Hates wishin' bad luck like shit ain't must've added up Mad as fuck, stumped, attempting to cut me short dawg Caught drunk drivin' and sentenced to pay the courts dawn In VIP Bottle service had me turnt, don't show ID Or stand in line, we just showed up at the front Performed the exact same venue Kendrick did in Pomona I know it wasn't a dream I remembered it in the morning I'm that close Fuck status quos Fuckin' bad hoes no pedestals Ready for that esophagus Dick so hard but it soft to touch Man it's obvious Up next is us