Lyrics of 'KEEP IT BURNIN (feat. Kanye West)' by Future

Shit, we gon' do this shit right
Get in first-line, let it take off
You made it brine then I take off

Cross me so much, I got nails in my hand
City on fire
City on fire (last time, yeah, yeah)
City on fire (I got you)
(ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob)

Comin' from the 'Raq, the home of the drillers
I'ma buy a home next to your home if I miss you
Rubbin' on your ass, but your mouth is the issue
When you run for '24, I bet your spouse gon' be with you
Who put this together? Me, that's who
We did it, Joe, but what they really do?
Save the pep talk, and the TED Talk (Ye)
I'm 'bout to set it off (Ye), I'm 'bout to set it off (Ye)
Somebody said he off (Ye), well, let me get this off (Ye)
Visionary thoughts (Ye) 'fore I could barely talk (Ye)
Mind runnin' laps (Ye) 'fore I could barely walk (Ye)
They say we never make it (Ye), that's what you thought (Ye)

Cross me so much I got nails in my hand
City on fire (yeah, Pluto)
City on fire (yeah)
City on fire
Cookin' out the Pyrex
City on fire (never had a doubt on the shit but I told you)
City on fire (nigga, I'ma bring it, I'ma, ah, ah)
City on fire

Cookin' out the bowl, tryna scrape out the paint
One day I was high, had to pour the whole pint
Woke up in the sky, same money from the bank
I'll take it wrapped in plastic, accept anything
Cut up the dark with the fetti, nine times
Doped up today like I got ninety-nine lives
Blood on my money, see the blood in my eyes
LaFerrari, bando, two at a time
Every time I fuck, you gotta tell me it's mine
Sinnin' again, I've been winnin' again
Tray done got shot, he back spinnin' again
Ridin' with the fire, bitch ain't never gon' see
Walkin' in the day one in the head is a must
Dark in my flesh, say it run in my cup
Rose gold like a Band-Aid over my cut
Tailored in plush and covered up all this kush

Cross me so much, I got nails in my hand
City on fire, like Bethlehem

Testin' my faith and I fell in a trance
Blessings on blessings, they fell in my hand
Comin' from the 'Raq, we the home of the drillers
Comin' from the hundreds, you got change for a billion?
Comin' for the house, real change in a minute
When I run for ‘24, I know my spouse better be with me
Hundred feet tall when I stand on the business
Look at how we did everything we intended
You don't want no tension, boy, you just want attention
I'ma pop up at your house if you pop up in my mentions

Got a bando, count money with a MAC
Seen too much violence, done seen too much death
Bodies on bodies, got a gang full of them
Raised by gangsters, prostitutes and pimps
Visit my grandmother in prison on Sunday
Talk in third person, won't admit it if I done it
Money like Sage in my house, keep it burnin'
Money like Sage in my house, keep it burnin'

City on fire
Money like Sage in my house keep it burnin’
City on fire
Money like Sage in my house keep it burnin’

City on fire
City on fire
City on fire
Money like Sage in my house keep it burnin’

Shit, we gon' do this shit right, I got ya
First-line, let it take off
Cross me so much I got nails on my hands
City on fire