作词 : Kanye West/Nayvadius Wilburn/Jacob Canady

作曲 : Kanye West/Nayvadius Wilburn/Jacob Canady

This gonna make shit alright

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 ya)

ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob

Coming from the 'Raq

The home of the drillers

I'ma buy a home, they say you're home if I miss you

Rubbin' on your… 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 send it off (Ye), I'm 'bout send it off (Ye)

Somebody set it off, (Ye), well let me get this off (Ye)

Preachin' every thought (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 ****, 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 colored the scrush

Cross me so much, I got nails in my hand

City on fire, like Bethlehem

Testin' my faith when I fell in the trench

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

The 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 f