J. Cole - Maine On Fire Lyrics

Maine On Fire Lyrics
by J. Cole

Maine on fire, my empire be higher
Than the active Mariah
You niggas should worship sire
Your crew holding dead weight like a fucking horse and tires
Meanwhile I’m like the flow diversifier
Versus flier, gave you truth, at a time when niggas prefer the lying
I was david promised in a world that I’ma serve goliath
And I swim with sharks, made it to the land
And put my dick in bitches with intentions
Sick as satan’s worst desires
Ah, heluva intro, speeding through this life better
Heluva tempo, with my head out the window
20k in my pocket as I’m feeling the wind blow
And I ain’t had a wallet since Nintendo, comprendo?
Orchestrating these caters, watch my paper crescendo
I used to wanna save the world, now all I do is spend dough
Till I snap back like hoe hat, now I’m back with this big black strap
Like hold that

[Hook]
Maine on fire, top down bitch I ain’t no liar
Henny on the rocks, plenty on the watch
Middle fingers to the ones who say you can’t go higher
Maine on fire, every week you see my name on fliers
Henny by the shots, henny by the bottle
And if she say that she ain’t let me, she a maino liar

Blow, we collect 100 thous
Getting over on promoters, might as well say run it now
I was such a common child
But when your girl mama wish she brought back home instead of you
And when your mama glad you hung around
Cole, a charming nigga that can harm a nigga
Chest out in your hood, like I walking round with armor nigga
But it’s just me and all my niggas, and we fuck the baddest
Bitches on the planets, witness is just hustle at us
Finest, cause while you niggas chase vaginas
We just let the paper blind us, while vaginas chase behind us
Boy, take notes, make money, don’t make jokes
Before the master grab the rope and make us all escape
Yo, it’s real shit
If the world really bout to end
Might as well let my nigga craig out the pen
Pain so deep, the words bleed out the pen
And maino don’t sleep nigga, I wait, to come again

[Hook] x 2
Maine on fire, top down bitch I ain’t no liar
Henny on the rocks, plenty on the watch
Middle fingers to the ones who say you can’t go higher
Maine on fire, every week you see my name on fliers
Henny by the shots, henny by the bottle
And if she say that she ain’t let me, she a maino liar.

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