Burnt Activity

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Dntcap2much] Hard times, still on my grind, making moves, jugging everyday In the trap where the sun up, hope it never stops with my bloodline Never gave a fuck about a bitch though 7AM, [?] peace, rest in peace, walking, Chris Breezy The street life where the struggle is real Got to stay true, got to keep it all still From the trap to the studio, I keep it so trill In the game, I always keep it so real, out here jugging, never gave a fuck Wock sipping, boy, I'm about to pass out Had a one night stand with your bitch though Like Steph Curry, keep them thirties on me Aim the .223's to your head, fuck on your bitch and I dip Hard times, still on my grind, making money moves Jugging every fucking day, don't give a fuck Finna change the trap where I shine and move drugs Never gave a fuck, fuck on your bitch 7AM, [?] peace, rest in peace, walking, Chris Breezy Quarterback, Lamar, jugged a million dollar deal Need a rich bitch, where the hoes with a check? 7AM, [?] peace, rest in peace, walking, Chris Breezy I work with the shooters, you be working with the feds Jugging everyday, I don't really give a fuck, hard times, still on my grind Making money moves from the trap where I shine The hustle never stops in my bloodline, never gave a fuck about a bitch From the trap to the studio, I keep it so trill In the game, I always keep it so real, out here jugging, never gave a fuck Wock sipping, boy, I'm about to pass out Had a one night stand with your bitch though Fuck on your bitch and I dip though [Chorus: Sunshine Christo] You need to get some help fast We got them blades and you can get slashed Lay on the floor, hours pass, break some bones, leave you in a cast The world is so vast, I'm trying to travel Tires hit the pavement, speed on the gravel [Verse 2: Sunshine Christo] I am a mammal, I'm just another being Smoking a bit, now I have trouble breathing My lungs all messed up, so I have to back off You ain't tote guns, so I guess you mad soft I want to go back to FL, it was the best I ain't rocking with locals, y'all can be fucking dead Talking about high school is burnt activity I'm a grown up, I'm just living in the city I don't really care if your life shitty, real tired of hearing about you bitching I click mute, do not disturb, I feel like Card, I told her she was a gurb [Chorus: Sunshine Christo] You need to get some help real fast, we get blades, so you can get slashed Lay on the floor, them hours pass Break some bones, I'ma leave you in a cast The world is vast, I'm trying to travel Tires to the pavement, speed on the gravel