lirik lagu nico roberts - people really want to burn
[intro: nico roberts, wheezy]
trippin’ on fire, meltin’ on gold
smoke don’t rise, it sink in souls
people really wanna—
(wheezy outta here)
[chorus]
people really wanna burn, that’s the way it go
gas in my blunt, black ashes on my coat
feelin’ like a god, but i’m sinkin’ low
drippin’ in a mess, got fire in my flow
people really wanna burn, pray they overdose
i be talkin’ to the sky, like i’m not opposed
devils in the booth, but they never close
people really wanna burn, that’s the world we chose
[verse 1]
i been off the pills since thursday, mind in a flatline loop
my vision meltin’ like wax, truth stretchin’ out like soup
my brain in a kaleido~scope, got demons that i can’t mute
god in the smoke detector, he said “run while they still root”
pyramids in my iris, i see mars when i exhale
reality bendin’ back on me, tell my shadow to set bail
got a .40 thought that i tuck in deep with my regrets
the walls talk louder in silence, they bang threats
i’m tryna find peace in a ziplock
whole life feelin’ like a pit stop
can’t slow down for a tiktok
devil tryna dance with a wristw~tch
i was baptized in a double cup
i pray to pain when i’ve had enough
can’t tell if love is a death bluff
this world on fire and i lit it up
[chorus]
people really wanna burn, that’s the way it go
gas in my blunt, black ashes on my coat
feelin’ like a god, but i’m sinkin’ low
drippin’ in a mess, got fire in my flow
people really wanna burn, pray they overdose
i be talkin’ to the sky, like i’m not opposed
devils in the booth, but they never close
people really wanna burn, that’s the world we chose (chose)
people~people~people really wanna burn, that’s the way it go
gas in my blunt, black ashes on my coat
feelin’ like a god~god, but i’m sinkin’ low
drippin’ in a mess, got fire in my flow
people really wanna burn, pray they overdose
i be talkin’ to the sky, like i’m not opposed
devils in the booth, but they never close
people really wanna burn, that’s the world we chose
[verse 2]
now i see colors when i blink, i don’t sleep right
used to pray for better days, now i just keep light
twenty missed calls and a god that don’t reply
told my mom i’m fine, but my voice lie
gold t~~th chippin’, that’s just pain in disguise
i was raised on a wish and a cold fried
told the label don’t touch my sh~t, i’m the soul tied
blood on my dreams, not a clean ride
yeah, i seen too much to believe y’all
money make fake feel real, that’s the recall
i was down bad in the deep end
now my voice got bass like it preachin’
i was outside, talkin’ to the concrete
writin’ all my pain in a palm pre
now it’s air max 95s in the stars
whole city in the backseat of my bars
people wanna burn? cool. i’ma spark this
make a war chant sound like catharsis
every verse i spit, feel like a coffin
said i’m next up, told ‘em, “b~tch, i been marchin’”
i don’t rap for the charts, i rap to not fall
fell in love with the art, not the calls
i don’t care ’bout awards or applause
just give me a mic and a beat with some flaws
[chorus]
people really wanna burn, that’s the way it go
gas in my blunt, black ashes on my coat
feelin’ like a god, but i’m sinkin’ low
drippin’ in a mess, got fire in my flow
people really wanna burn, pray they overdose
i be talkin’ to the sky, like i’m not opposed
devils in the booth, but they never close
people really wanna burn, that’s the world we chose (chose)
people~people~people really wanna burn, that’s the way it go
gas in my blunt, black ashes on my coat
feelin’ like a god~god, but i’m sinkin’ low
drippin’ in a mess, got fire in my flow
people really wanna burn, pray they overdose
i be talkin’ to the sky, like i’m not opposed
devils in the booth, but they never close
people really wanna burn, that’s the world we chose
[bridge]
3 a.m., i’m still wide, city never learn
poppin’ tabs in the firelight, let the neon burn
pray to gods i ain’t met yet, watch the tables turn
all this pain on my chain, people really want to burn
[verse 3]
been sittin’ in the attic of my mind for a decade
where the light don’t shine and the dreams all decay
i seen my homies lose faith for a j~pay
and rap for the clout ‘cause it pay way quicker than essays
these labels still talk like they saviors
offer you gold but attach ten favors
i’d rather bleed ink on a page full of traitors
than smile in a room full of rich~ass fakers
i was 13 when my father got ghost
taught me pain never leaves, it just chills in your coat
now i write like a prophet on a tab of hope
and rap like i’m tryna find the antidote
fame a disease, and they glamorize symptoms
you flex on the ‘gram, i just sit and keep distance
pourin’ out truth while they sippin’ on fiction
my mic turned judge, jury, and conviction
every word’s a pill, every beat a prescription
tryna fix what the system been missin’
see, i rap for the loners, the black sheep mission
the ones too loud to ever fit in tradition
this world got cracks like a stained glass soul
i been patched up since my heart turned cold
yeah, the smile fake, but the pain too bold
they love you dead more than they love you gold
my therapist asked why i talk in disguise
i said i learned how to rhyme before i knew how to cry
now i spit full confessionals under red skies
writin’ verses like they prayers i hide
had a dream last night, i was talkin’ to pac
he said, “don’t trust ‘em with your story or your watch.”
he said, “they love you till you don’t fit the plot,”
then he vanished in the smoke like a gun when it’s hot
these rap dudes follow algorithms, i follow scars
they want streams, i want art from the stars
they get high off bars, i get high off the dark
that quiet right before i rip a beat apart
man, i’ve seen fake love dressed in real tears
seen prayers answered just to bring more fears
they put hands on you like praise, then disappear
so i trust no man who ain’t bled in the rearview mirror
i been dodgin’ snakes in my mentions
industry’s a house of pretensions
say one wrong thing, they cancel intentions
while the real villains sign billion~dollar pensions
yeah, i’m not for the tiktok fame
i write like i’m stuck in my own d~mn brain
i rap like this mic’s my only remain
like i’m buried in the beat and the truth’s my chain
i ain’t holy, but i seen holy men fold
ain’t no saviors in this life of gold
only demons in designer, and friends gone cold
only peace i know comes in waves when i’m bold
sometimes i still dream of my city in flames
of lost brothers, nicknames, and bulletproof names
of protests with pain in their aim
of tears on the curb for a system to blame
i got bars like a cell block prayer
where the warden hums pain in the midnight air
this ain’t rap—it’s a gut spilled bare
for the ones who ain’t here, for the ones who still care
81 lines and i ain’t done yet
but the beat start to fade like a sunset debt
so if this my last line, let me say this bet:
you can’t k!ll soul with a blue check, bet
[instrumental outro]
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