Dreamville, Lute, Cozz, REASON, Arin Ray - Burn Bridges lyrics

Yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah
If God is good all the time then why
Do I not have money all the time?
Why am I not here with a
Beautiful Nubian queen all the time?
Why am I not in motherfuckin'
Designer Gucci, Louis, Prada
All the motherfuckin' time?

Been in a panic since I lost my daddy
Searchin' for some understandin'
Life is what you make it
Shit I take for granted
Harvestin' all these blessings from all
These seeds I planted
I'm just livin' life, takin' time
Hit the back roads, doin' thirty-five
Told hеr that I never felt so alivе
Feel like a OG, but I'm in my prime, woah
Show me my opponent, ain't no pressure, woah
Tell me who the fuck is on my level, woah
Took some time to realize what was special
Woah
Show you how to do it with no effort, woah

I burn bridges, I confess
Gotta get it off my chest
Hard liquor for the stress
Still fuckin' with my head
I I should probably say less
Think that'll be best
I burn bridges, I confess
Gotta get it off my chest
Hard liquor for the stress
Still fuckin' with my head
I I should probably say less
Think that'll be best, think that'll be best

Uh, yeah, stuck in between crazy and genius
In between lazy and bein'
Amazed that I'm breathin'
'Cause the years either overly worked
Or he overly thinkin'
Before I knew how to swim
I was thrown in the deep end
So, it's no surprise that I can
Just look in your eyes
And tell I'm not one that
You can compete with
Boy, I'm cut from a cloth
That's thicker than carpet
Could probably find your type of
Cloth in anyone's closet
I can use this butter knife
To slice your garments
Shit, at least it's clean 'cause
Mine got stains from that
Chip on my shoulder
You can be humble and still
Believe that you chosen
That's why when shawty left
I couldn't believe it was over
Can't believe she ain't believe the
Deceit's that I sold her fuck it though
I gotta swallow the pain and starve
My ego 'cause that's minuscule
Overall, my fam' is blessed, dawg
We livin' cool

I burn bridges, I confess
Gotta get it off my chest
Hard liquor for the stress
Still fuckin' with my head
I I should probably say less
Think that'll be best
I burn bridges, I confess
Gotta get it off my chest
Hard liquor for the stress
Still fuckin' with my head
I I should probably say less
Think that'll be best, think that'll be best
(So, look)

Like since a juvenile delinquent we
Was taught to pump wildin'
Fuck bitches, love commas
Headin' to the Trump Towers
Lil' Chris, he was a tucker
Wouldn't dare to rush hours
Money gettin' rid of pain
Like Shaquille Sunflower
All lips, slick talker, spit
Hawkin', crip walkin', blood bangin'
I was prideful, I was lyin', I was anxious
Twist fingers
That's what niggas do to fit in
At Cool Club
You need recommendation to get in
Auction for your life
How much you give to put your bid in?
All my ghetto trait's gone
I mostly get that from my father
Look, I get my stubborn from my mother
She be doin' the most
But, I ain't sweatin' either side
'cause it's beauty in both
You see the ghetto in me
Taught me how to hustle
Play the scenic streets smart, slick talkin'
Little hood and comedic
Everything I say I mean
That's my mama's stubbornness
That's the reason I keep dreamin'
Keep dreamin', keep dreamin', ayy
So I can spark a blunt if I want to (Alright)
And I pour up a cup if I want to (Alright)
It's her body, she can pull up if she want to
(Alright)
And I get in them guts like I want to
(Alright)
The hood, I'm only stuck if I want to
(Alright)
So I can change my luck if I want to
(If I want to)
You special, you can do anything you want to
(You want)
We too special, we can do anything we want to

I burn bridges, I confess
Gotta get it off my chest
Hard liquor for the stress
Still fuckin' with my head
I I should probably say less
Think that'll be best
I burn bridges, I confess
Gotta get it off my chest
Hard liquor for the stress
Still fuckin' with my head
I I should probably say less
Think that'll be best, think that'll be best