Boldy James & The Alchemist - Moth In The Flame lyrics

[Intro] Smokey Robinson 227 Uh-uh, uh-uh Where we at? Creature gang [Verse 1] In the fire, I was just a moth in the flame But aspirin' to be a boss in the game Dear diary, I mix the scarface with the 'caine Blame my father, he who put the cross on the chain Seen a ni**a get chalked for a dollar bill From when ni**as get taught and learn how to kill Reppin' Creature gang, Mafia, what else? Tell 'em it was all my fault, I'll be to blame Couldn't go out like my ni**a Swat did When I doze off, keep an open eyеlid In the dope house aftеr we done sold out We gon' burn the whole ounce, fu*k it, I'm a pothead Every dog has it's day, I know mine comin' So I bought a new K, cost me five hundred Real street ni**a, wear the same fit three, four days in a row Playin' with the blow ni**as still sittin' on a slab, brick and a half Half brick of cut, bundle of dog like a literal pup Got that Saint Bernard and your Pit is a mutt They gon' die either way that you put it Can't even lie, 03 ni**as'll bully So the richer I get, more expensive the hit Dumpin' clips like a tape of the footage Didn't mean it the way that he said it But he ain't like it the way that I took it You know something wrong if you see me in the middle Just live broad day in a hoodie Me and [?] one and the same Keep a thirty with one in the chamber All that murder sh*t run in my veins Why your man actin' so nervous and strange? Where we at? (I'm loyal to my people, T-R-U to the game) [Chorus] Kept it true to the game (It was no truer then than it is today) T-R-U to the game (Creature gang, all I got is nightmares) Bah-bah, catch two to the brain Kept it true to the game (T-R-U to the game) T-R-U to the game (Kept it true to the game, I'm still loyal to you, to the gangland) Kept it true to the game (Creature gang) T-R-U to the game (Animals, it suits their nature, Blockworks) Bah-bah, give 'em two to the brain (T-R-U to the game) [Verse 2] You'll never know love 'til you lost one Left him at the light, me and cuz, he was off one Need a new machine gun, we just bought one Last night, youngin hit me up, said he caught one Got everybody lookin' at me like, "How come?" Pussy ni**a should've never let his mouth run We don't talk much, we just pullin' out guns ni**a go at us, you already know the outcome We was up six, ni**a, now we down one Knocked another one down, now it's two to go Clip heart cold like it's thirty-two below Blow a couple hundred rounds at a ni**a funeral Bully boy, Creature gang, really kill snitches Only run with dope boys and them pill dealers Out here, it's only us in the field with it Rap game bunch of self-proclaimed real ni**as Mafia, what else? Welcome to the gangland Let the stick breathe so the clip can't jam Go up top on a ni**a, that's a brain scan When it's game time, I'ma stick to the game plan When they took bro, wish they would've shot me One inch closer, ni**a could've dropped me Everybody in my camp got a rap sheet I'm the lucky one that got away scot-free Price of china done went up on a hot tea Had to cut the b*tch off on the high key In the cut, ducked off, where the Glock be Who the fu*k that ni**a talkin' to? Not me This a drug zone legend from the hell block And ni**as know anything, know I got me Who the realest ni**a in it if it's not me? Still gotta mention me in the top three Where we at? (There's no truer test of the human spirit) [Chorus] Kept it true to the game (I've dedicated my life) T-R-U to the game (Are you sure I'm ready for this?) Bah-bah, catch two to the brain Kept it true to the game T-R-U to the game (It was no truer then than it is today) Kept it true to the game (Made me what I am) T-R-U to the game (We choose the true god) Bah-bah, give 'em two to the brain (Or the false)