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he is not where i be
So
Imma take my time
I’ll probably be there next week
So
I sparked it
I’m barking
I got In
Garage parking
Wap
We be vibing good

on lock, riding v12 in a parking lot
I work a lot, Ya I work a lot
Might die young pop a perc and drop
Gotta find somebody like me
I don’t know nobody like

Gucci headband and wore it in his cover art
Why battle with A Boogie's shadow?
Why battle with A Boogie's shadow?
He ain't even a chapter, he ain't

Verse: 1

You want in well I’ll open up the door
Hot chics tip toeing on the wood floors 
You can tell by the quality I’m making a living
Triple coat

They might chalk it up to luck but know it's Skill by the ten
See they got a lot of words from the back of That bench
But if they backin' it then
Best

Doin' It Again

Skepta

I Love Grime

2012

the kill
I wouldn't stop even if I had a punctured wheel
Got no time for the war with will
Squash that beef like a Forman grill
I got a lot of mandem

plan A, no room for plan B
Do it for my people, I do it for my gang
Worry bout no opp ! Whole squad go bang
By the parking lot , cute chick gimme brain

can't understand the fact
The struggle of the poor, indoctrinated masses
Done over by mental and emotional harasses
They like to talk a lot, feign a fake

kill em all dead, no concern
That parking lot full with cash to burn
And I steady gotta wait like is it my turn
I been having no chance, hypnotized, yea

shit
From the parking lot nigga

Ain't sending no warnings
I'm popping at niggas

See some drip that I want
And I'm coppin it instant

Spending this

on woods I cop them by the case
I'm grinding them all on the block for the cake
Water on me it look just like a lake
I hop on the track and I kill it First

beatin
So I reached for his heater and left him leakin in the streets
I start callin sappy, I ask if he can meet me
At a Walmart parking lot, I only got 12

on
Any track on impact I spit
My whole gorilla on
Do more than just kill a song
Physically i murder the track 'til
The beats soul is gone
Intense heat

sauce that I got man I really got plenty
Dancing like Michael, I just got top from my side hoe
She live by my code, I'm doing this shit with my eyes

bros in jail
I know they want me dead, ooh, I don't know why
My life is all I got, fuck it, nigga, I'm gon' kill y'all
Put a Gucci on my foot, my

Trans date? I ain't trying to aggravate
Tail gate the parking lot and BBQ the sad away
Bye bye Ms. American Pie
I pledge allegiance to doctors that are

your hand
I'm the one who turned a lil thought into a brand
Did it by myself, Carzell Prude is my mans
Did it by myself
I don't want shit but all

And if its bout my family
Then a nigga bound
To kill Im foreal
Yea Im fareal
But they urging us
To vote my dawg
Got Thirty years
For selling some dope

Yey yeah
Woh Wo oh oh oh
Your bwoy
You know am about to go beast mode
Been a Lotta trouble by the west coast
I been on my toes so I don't lay low

Fucking a bitch in the parking lot
And smoking weed by the casino
I've been dope, I bestow
I kill everything every time that I flow
Give me more sex,

preaching loud 
Entertaining the crowd 
Every Sunday 
What about Monday?
Homeless in the parking lot 
They ain’t got no money 
So they not welcome

Where do I start you and me we was good nothing could tear us apart shootouts in parking lots shootouts up the block 
Someone got pop now we 
Running

So I never touched the field
Yall niggas say I cap a lot but nigga never trapped the block
They shot brother in the chest I felt it call me Kakarot

by every single girl and guy
The reason being why..because it’s that or die
Tho my first try. I missed the pitch it was a strike
 Yet now in my life