Lyrics:
the time we got
Call the football numbers that's why we watch
Trees the same colors as a Hi-C box
And everybody on fire that's why we hot
Ice
Shorty Malcolm a play football fi Jamaica fi bout twenty year now boss
Him a play dung a Mo'Bay before mekin national team boss
Whole heap a run him mek
the hood
What started as a nickel rock
Took 22 months now I'm trying to get a block
Fuck football I'm going down another path
Couldn't past the test
extending my
Hand that boy's a rat
And I don't party in them
Clubs where informants at
Cause they watching, and the listening
And they plotting with they
bustas, marks
Saps, suckas, haters, sars
Well I'm at a park, at a club after dark
At a football game, your date in the parking lot
Them hoochies know
the hood
What started as a nickel rock
Took 22 months now I'm trying to get a block
Fuck football I'm going down another path
Couldn't past the test
stand the
Taste of that stuff
Like some macho park player I got in the way of
In some grudge match against his club
But I'm happier how I am today now
And no girls at all
But you're a fool if you should leave
Just think of the joys of rugby football
And prep in the morning and Brylcreem and acne
BC park used to be link up, now when we link up we both gotta let bang go
Tj summers ain't lie tho'
I used to ram on the hood it was cool and fine
number one fan
Yeah I'm like your beyhive
Your yellow wall
supporter's club
BVB will stay high
That's a football metaphor
I'm only tryna say that
I'll be
your cellars
I am your number one fan yea I'm like your Beyhive
Your yellow wall
Supporters club BVB will stay high
That's a football metaphor and I'm
Things were simple back then
Throwing the football in the street
At the park shooting hoops
Pretty girls walking by looking real cute
No where to take her
me how to play the piano and then
Every summer I was out in south ben
Grandpops a bartender at a country club
Me and my cousins from grand rapid
me how to play the piano and then
Every summer I was out in south ben
Grandpops a bartender at a country club
Me and my cousins from grand rapid
me how to play the piano and then
Every summer I was out in south ben
Grandpops a bartender at a country club
Me and my cousins from grand rapid
me how to play the piano and then
Every summer I was out in south ben
Grandpops a bartender at a country club
Me and my cousins from grand rapid
pretty until last night when Matthew informed me that she had, in fact, been a pig. When the club finished we wandered the streets for a while until we got
never matched you flamboyantly
But don't be jealous of my green
The king is dead and you're the queen
Of hearts and spades and football clubs
Can't give
Every challenge we got
Whether cold or hot
You did every shit
Whether you liked it or not
From football with the priest
To hang out in the drip club
We
Night time walk, in the dark park
Yeah my head has been a mess
I think I know, which way to go
But it's so easy to regress
Grey skies bus rides
tellin' where I might go
Put a theme park in the crib
Michael
I'm hype tho
And no it's not a typo
I was living quite low
But shit always comes around
It's
Während andre Leben wollen wie ein Spieler aus nem Football Club
Doch legen Pussys flach
Nur wenn sie dafür zahln wie Puffkundschaft
Rap ist meine Seele
Und
That block like a Beyblade and I'm finna spin it
21, I'm greater than I was
I feel like Trippie Redd nigga fuck love
Imma hit it out the park like a golf
at the club I'm doing shots at the bar and
There ain't nothing better then an ice cream sunday
Being a rock star one day
Playing ball in the park with my frinds
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