Donovan we back
40 we back
BOG we back
Ahhhhh
Nigga I'm back


Burning everything I touch, that I don't want to get near me
Wiping the glass like the school janitor
So that you can see it clearly, crystal peak
How many hours did you go missing me?
Before you let another nigga up in the V
My first time touching stone, I crashed up in the sea
I wanted to go at it alone, so it don't have to be you or me
Like some moon cakes, they thought that this shit was sweet
They thought they was bringing heat, like a bullet wound that shit got me weak
You see a choir behind me you think a nigga tryna preach
The hoe wanna fuck on designer sheets
Pulling up on me, I burn everything I touch
All my friendships I'm holding on, I have to clutch

Burning everything I touch
Money, friends and such
I burn everything I touch

I burn everything I touch
Money, friends and such
Like the gas stove on the sun (haha)
Uh
I burn everything
Uh
I burn everything
I burn everything
I burn

Remember where it all started
I was injured, I was bruised, I was carnage
What it takes to be a good artist?
Talent? Sales? Me embarrassing myself doing some wild shit
I get it, my nigga I'm just not with it
Like a insecure boy tryna send a image
Like Mortal Kombat I finished, when I speak they listen
After I came out cooking in the kitchen
You made a deal with the devil, you was already sinnin
After this, my talent is unlimited my talents is undeniable
It's damn near desirable and these motherfuckas told me that it was impossible
This burning desire is my proof