Quindell Evans - I'm on Fire Lyrics

I got high vibes
So no low
I don’t try
Show what goes
When I rise my
Soul controls
So good bye lies
No hello

I’m on fire
I’m on fire
I’m on fire
I’m on fire
I’m on fire
I’m on fire
I’m on fire
I’m on fire

So don’t try to come and put me out
You ain’t looking out
You watching
You clocking my taste
Wanna copy and paste my name
You can’t extinguish my flame

I’m on fire

Here you go throwing salt
Know I’m the boss
And want me to pay the cost though
It ain’t your fault
But I can’t afford a loss though
Here’s to more smoke

I’m on fire

One with the son I am bright I’m
On the other side
Shining when the night time
I got the light
So it’s always the right time
To be on sight

It’s on fire

Hotter than the summer
Season in the skillet
Pan, pot, peas and butter
Word to my mother I’m scorching
No need to call the fire department

I’m on fire
I’m on fire
I’m on fire
I’m on fire
I’m on fire
I’m on fire
I’m on fire

I got high vibes
So no low
I don’t try
Show what goes
When I rise my
Soul controls
So good bye lies
No hello

I’m on fire
I’m on fire
I’m on fire
I’m on fire
I’m on fire
I’m on fire
I’m on fire

I’m still lit in the rain
Fall don’t change a thing
Through the storm I remain
Inflamed like inflammation
Information never wasted
Like waists I switch lanes
Still kicking like Lou Kane

I’m on fire
I’m on fire
I’m on fire
I’m on fire
I’m on fire
I’m on fire
I’m on fire
I’m on fire

I got high vibes
So no low
I don’t try
Show what goes
When I rise my
Soul controls
So good bye lies
No hello


I got one stone
Watch me flip two birds
Wrapped around my neck
Copper wrapped around the herk
I ain’t coming up next
I been on this flow first
It’s time to show respect
‘Cause I’m blessing every verse
About to hop up out my nest
And start flying around the world
Shot go out to my ex
I’ll never love another girl
More than I love me
I got cut too deep
But I know I’m gone heal
And I gotta pop a pill
Cross my legs and sit still
Just to listen to my heart
Only beat I won’t kill
Gotta heal for real
Behind these bars I’m spitting
I’m written life sentences
The rap chemist
I’m healing netchrs with my penmanship
This ain’t scripted
This is a picture six million syllables
A thousand words
Spill from your lips
When you get a visual
Of this megapixel
Metaphysical individual
Uplifting you
When you gone I’m up missing you
Downtime
On my timeline I’m always missing you