On Fire
Juelz Santana/Jim Jones Lyrics


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[Intro/Chorus]
Dip-Set, uh
(Jones) Money on mind
(Capo Status) Mind on my money
(Dip-set nigga) My money on mind
(You know the streets is what it is nigga) Mind on my money
(Watch ya step and watch ya moves) My money on mind
Mind on my money
My money on mind

[Verse 1]
Shit, make 'em believe in this prophecy (movement)
You can see I'm tryin to lead my democracy (Dip-Set)
To get money and rip sleeve off of my city (New York)
And slow down, then try to breeze through the projects be (Taft)
And how I speeds in velocity (160)
We came up movin keys of that knotty be (that Yae-Yo)
My man caught 10, couldn't find the keys to the lobby be
The boys rushed him, 2 keys of mahogany (Damn!)
In my life you can't see me not possibly (Nooo!)
How we swoop up in Harlem, 20 Coupes when we mobbin'
40 troops if it's problems (What Nowww!)
Cause 1 nigga you know is a shotgun driver (jus 1 nigga)
Ready to dump triggers, that shotgun fire (blakka!)
I ain't gone front nigga I shot some guys up
(didn't kill 'em though, fuck 'em though)
And they came back to my block like riders (Yop!)
But I'm like "Crouching Tiger", spin, roll, crouch and fire (Boom, Yea!)
A fast retally (Uh Huh!)
Now it's cash we tally
Miami, Atlanta, fuck it we smash to Cali (L.A.X.!)
Back on L.A. Ave, you know the Lennox strip
Where they Henny sip
Beef we let the semi rip

[Chorus]
Mind on my money, my money on mind
Mind on my money, my money on mind
Mind on my money, my money on mind
You fuck wit Dip-Set, I will press on this .9
Mind on my money, my money on mind
Mind on my money, my money on mind
Mind on my money, my money on mind
You fuck wit my paper, I'll press on this .9

[Verse 2]
And yeah we world renowned (U.S.)
And I might twirl through town (uh huh)
And in a Dip-Set mansion is where ya girl be found (hollaaa!)
How can a pearl be drowned (yea)
How can a diamond not shine (uh huh)
Man I'm on my G mack
I scoop up dimes all the time (bad bitches)
They love my pimp juice (yeah)
I let my crimps loose
They get a glimpse, ooooooo
Some went and cinch douche'
Scoop her feed her feed her shrimp soup (that's right)
Mind fuck her, brain fuck her
mouth screw her 'til it hurt, uh, (then what?) shit
She scream "Do me it hurt" (uh huh)
Ill have her movin' that work
I mean 2 of them chirps
Up in her Dooney and Bourke (gettin' money)
So ruthless it hurts
I mean I'm truly bezerk
When I scoop up my cash man, I swoop up and murk (errrrrrrrr!)
Yea, a trick and a bag bitch (uh huh)
2 bricks and a bad bitch
Shit, them bitches mackin' (they love me)
I'm as sick as maggot (rite)
But I don't fuck wit no bitch if she ain't worth no chips or no cabbage

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
I'm so problematic (yeah)
And do to servin' Harlem-matics (damn)
My fame and fortune still revolve wit' static (that beef)
Still involve wit' savage types that move drugs
365 all around set every night (perrico)
I ain't the passive type (nope)
On the benches where I crashed them nites (movin')
Blowin' hemp, movin' slabs of white (hustlin')
Spend days up in court
How I shaved weight to snort
Give that to the press or Dave Mays in the source (suttin to read about)
Yes, since success it has changed
Since we, stepped up in this game and stepped up wit' our game (ballin')
No more chef cuttin' cain
Hoes X'd up in they brain
Lemme sex up in the Range
So much princess cuts in my chains (Bling!)





[Chorus]

Overall Meaning

The song "On Fire" by Juelz Santana and Jim Jones is a rap song with a smooth rhythm that represents the artists' street background in New York. The lyrics are about the artists' obsession with making money and the violent reality of being part of a gang in their hometown. The opening chorus states that "My money on mind / Mind on my money," emphasizing the importance of making money while keeping a sharp mind in the dangerous streets.


In the first verse, the artists talk about the illegal activities that they had to engage in to be successful in their line of work, primarily drug dealing. They also mention their ability to move through the projects and their approach to using weapons as a defensive mechanism, especially in certain situations where they have to compromise their safety. The second verse is about the rappers' fame and how much they enjoy their luxurious lifestyle. They mention how women throw themselves at them, but they are only interested in dating those who can add value to their wealth. The final verse talks about the challenges the rappers have had to face, such as going to court, and their experience with drugs.


Line by Line Meaning

Dip-Set, uh
Introducing the Dip-Set crew


(Jones) Money on mind
Jim Jones is focused on making money


(Capo Status) Mind on my money
Capo Status is focused on making money


(Dip-set nigga) My money on mind
Members of the Dip-Set crew are focused on making money


(You know the streets is what it is nigga) Mind on my money
Due to the rough nature of the streets, these rappers are primarily focused on making money


(Watch ya step and watch ya moves) My money on mind
The stakes are high in these neighborhoods, so rappers need to be cautious while making money


Mind on my money
Reiterating the focus on making money


My money on mind
Reiterating the focus on making money


Shit, make 'em believe in this prophecy (movement)
The Dip-Set crew wants to inspire a movement and make people believe in it


You can see I'm tryin to lead my democracy (Dip-Set)
They are trying to lead their own political system, based in the Dip-Set crew


To get money and rip sleeve off of my city (New York)
They want to make money and represent their city, New York


And slow down, then try to breeze through the projects be (Taft)
They want to navigate through the projects safely to achieve their goals


And how I speeds in velocity (160)
They move fast, like a car traveling at 160 mph


We came up movin keys of that knotty be (that Yae-Yo)
They started their hustle by selling cocaine ('Yae-yo')


My man caught 10, couldn't find the keys to the lobby be
One of their associates was arrested with 10 kilos of cocaine, but couldn't find the keys to the stash in the lobby


The boys rushed him, 2 keys of mahogany (Damn!)
The police found two more kilos of cocaine on him


In my life you can't see me not possibly (Nooo!)
Success is the only option for these rappers


How we swoop up in Harlem, 20 Coupes when we mobbin'
They roll with a crew of 20 people in their cars in Harlem


40 troops if it's problems (What Nowww!)
They have an even larger crew in case of conflict


Cause 1 nigga you know is a shotgun driver (jus 1 nigga)
They have a designated driver who is ready to use a shotgun


Ready to dump triggers, that shotgun fire (blakka!)
He's ready to shoot if needed


I ain't gone front nigga I shot some guys up (didn't kill 'em though, fuck 'em though)
He admits to shooting at people, but doesn't feel remorse because he didn't kill anyone


And they came back to my block like riders (Yop!)
His rivals were back on his block like nothing happened


But I'm like "Crouching Tiger", spin, roll, crouch and fire (Boom, Yea!)
He's like a martial arts expert, quickly moving and firing his gun


A fast retally (Uh Huh!)
Quickly counting the money they make


Now it's cash we tally
Counting and taking care of their money


Miami, Atlanta, fuck it we smash to Cali (L.A.X.!)
They go to different cities, including Los Angeles, to make money


Back on L.A. Ave, you know the Lennox strip
They're back in their home turf and are cruising Lennox avenue


Where they Henny sip
Drinking Hennessy while they're cruising


Beef we let the semi rip
If there is a conflict, they're ready to shoot


And yeah we world renowned (U.S.)
They are famous, especially in the United States


And I might twirl through town (uh huh)
They drive through town showing off their cars


And in a Dip-Set mansion is where ya girl be found (hollaaa!)
Girls are attracted to them and often hang out in their mansions


How can a pearl be drowned (yea)
They're not worried about losing expensive items like pearls


How can a diamond not shine (uh huh)
Just like diamonds, they stand out and shine


Man I'm on my G mack
They're acting like a gangster and a pimp


I scoop up dimes all the time (bad bitches)
They're always picking up attractive women


They love my pimp juice (yeah)
Women are attracted to their confident, dominant behavior


I let my crimps loose
He relaxes his body language to show dominance


They get a glimpse, ooooooo
Women are intrigued and interested in them


Some went and cinch douche'
Some women are attracted to them, while others are not


Scoop her feed her feed her shrimp soup (that's right)
They take women out, buy them food and they enjoy seafood


Mind fuck her, brain fuck her
They seduce women mentally


mouth screw her 'til it hurt, uh, (then what?) shit
They use their sexuality to manipulate and control women


She scream "Do me it hurt" (uh huh)
The woman is begging for more, despite the pain


Ill have her movin' that work
They turn women into drug dealers


I mean 2 of them chirps
They're talking about phones, which can be used for drug deals


Up in her Dooney and Bourke (gettin' money)
They're taking advantage of women with expensive handbags


So ruthless it hurts
They're ruthless and don't care about anyone but themselves


I mean I'm truly berserk
They admit to having a wild, uncontrolled behavior


When I scoop up my cash man, I swoop up and murk (errrrrrrrr!)
They aggressively take their money and act violently towards anyone who gets in their way


Yea, a trick and a bag bitch (uh huh)
They have women who are only interested in their money


2 bricks and a bad bitch
They have drugs and women with them


Shit, them bitches mackin' (they love me)
The women are flattering him, showing interest in him


I'm as sick as maggot (rite)
He is admitting to being sick and twisted


But I don't fuck with no bitch if she ain't worth no chips or no cabbage
He only cares about women who have money or are willing to pay for him


I'm so problematic (yeah)
He admits to causing problems and trouble


And due to servin' Harlem-matics (damn)
He is facing problems due to serving drugs in Harlem


My fame and fortune still revolve wit' static (that beef)
Despite his success, he still has problems with beef and conflict


Still involve wit' savage types that move drugs
He's still working with dangerous people who deal drugs


365 all around set every night (perrico)
They're always working and hustling, every night of the year


I ain't the passive type (nope)
He isn't passive and will take action if needed


On the benches where I crashed them nites (movin')
He's working and moving drugs on the benches at night


Blowin' hemp, movin' slabs of white (hustlin')
He's smoking weed and hustling by selling cocaine


Spend days up in court
He's dealing with legal issues and spends a lot of time in court


How I shaved weight to snort
He's talking about how he prepared drugs for consumption


Give that to the press or Dave Mays in the source (suttin to read about)
He's offering to give information about his drug dealing to media sources


Yes, since success it has changed
He admits that success has changed him


Since we, stepped up in this game and stepped up wit' our game (ballin')
Their level of success has increased since starting in the music industry


No more chef cuttin' cain
He's no longer preparing cocaine for sale


Hoes X'd up in they brain
Women are obsessed with him


Lemme sex up in the Range
He wants to have sex with women in his car


So much princess cuts in my chains (Bling!)
His jewelry is covered in expensive diamonds


Mind on my money, my money on mind
Reiterating the focus on making money


You fuck wit Dip-Set, I will press on this .9
If anyone messes with their crew, they'll pull out a gun


You fuck wit my paper, I'll press on this .9
If anyone messes with his money, he'll pull out a gun




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: JOSEPH JONES

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