Hey, yeah (Giggs), feel like a wildfire, you gon' be risin' high
I could burn all of the riches that I've earned
Wishin' the night I could shock, babe, would it be that?
Yeah, this music's amazin', remind me of a beautiful beauty
All the friends I used to have now a few remainin'
Any time I lay it down, put the force and the pain in
Been on the battlefield, some unfortunate trainin'
When I sprang off the team with a full head was rainin'
All the arguments, all the talks and the blamin'
All the gun play and support and the cravings
The straight lives that we thought we were savin'
Were the same steep highs that we walk in with Satan in
Did everythin' we could to support the occasion
Now they got the nerve to turn 'round and call me a pagan
My mother's Guyanese and she's mixed up in Aden
My father's Jamaican, I'm a star in the makin'
Made down from my hood, I'm a part of the pavement
Write my name on the roof, I'm the part you crave, yeah
Hey, yeah, feel like a wildfire, you gon' be risin' high
Roses, cosplay, feminine
I want to sell it to this crowd
If you don't want me to stop, bye for now
Listen
I'm a beautiful writer
I swear down, this music's a miner
And you other rappers rappin' that bullshit
I swear down your music's vagina
Now take it down as I'm movin' it lighter
She was gettin' personal when the views of her ride her
As smooth as a glider
My shit's so deep you can feel it inside you
Your insect's gone to war with a spider
When you lose this bitch, it will jump out and surprise ya
Put a gear in, that's the force of a striker
Time's runnin' out, so I'm a forcin' the timer
My fan base, I'm just forcin' it wider
Every time I lay it down, it's an important reminder
They ain't steppin' in my lane, they can't walk in it either
If you follow God's way, we will walk in and guide ya
Hey, yeah, feel like a wildfire, you gon' be risin' high
Roses, cosplay, feminine
I want to sell it to this crowd
If you don't want me to stop, bye for now

Writer(s): Nathaniel Thompson.