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the coke was uncrushable
Guns is fingerprint-proof, we "Ryde or Die"
You drivin by, we clap at your ride, good-bye

[Chorus]

inch heels imported straight from Charlotte Rouse
Don't have to hate. Congratulate. That's how the coffee brews
And I like all of my gospel music Chopped

final moments your pleas won't do much good
The Screaming the laughter
Your tears are wasted on display
Pray to god that someone will hear your cry
Step

like me
With a shut my mouth made it easy, I'm
A product of North Carolina, nigga
Out of Charlotte by the way of Cleveland
Born in '91 up in Ohio
I

on the
Trigger for you jealous niggas
Wonder why a motherfuckers nutty
And why I'm up worried
When I see a cemetery full of dead buddies
Mama told me "son, don't

You've seen me once or twice  
your really good to me  
I just want a slice 
Of all of that I see  
I want a bit of spice 
commitment issues comes

I'm so anti-social, often by my solo
Smoking on a pre-roll
Whipping up sum magic
Need sum mo', dollars like Aloe
My baby walking
He need shoes

Situation on Dirty

Brotha Lynch Hung

Ripgut Collections, Vol. 2

2011

that trunk 
Than in the cemetery and the mortuary 
Had a bullethole by the gas tank, put 1500 in the bank 
Drig the bitch for 18 but spent 300 last

I find you in good health
Cause you stole my ID
And I beg and I hope and I pray
For the end of the day
Cause I've got something for you
(The

Ignorance was bliss
Hopeful soul working feeling blinded by the mist
And look
That money did a lot for me
I was a good kid playing double Dutch when it would

Lord, my life dangerous, I rip the block up
Idolizin' movies like Scarfaces and Shottas
To cryin' at cemeteries 'cause niggas buryin' they partners

Charlotte what it dooo
Good bud, we be smoking in rotation by the 2’s
Cbd, Thc oils, making heavy moves 
If you need it then I got it, don’t you hesitate I

the web of love
Had the rock local like Good Charlotte
Cougar like Viveca Fox far from A harlot
7 hours in the beauty parlor
Got me locked to your box

Can't stay off Instagram
Fuck that
GSC, QP don't just cop a gram
Call up the Uber, huh
Charlotte Douglas take a flight
Jet lag overnight
Then I think

last year I got rejected by Dartmouth
Now I'm making sure my family eats, looking out for Charlotte
每次想着放弃都要回想why I started
When my flight departed
Now

at the door
Sins blooming into tombs
Roses on cemetery floors
We've gotten trapped inside our gardens
Cope by smoking on its weed, huh
Trying to reach heaven by

Doin' It Again

Skepta

Pure Grime: The Very Best of Grime

2014

I noticed when I walked in
The room went dark
Somebody better call the police
There's a guy here with no heart
He said he goes by the name

It's a long night
It's a long drive home
We ride in silence - together, alone
The scenery, the cemeteries
Everything different about you and me
It's

Yo when the rain comes
I like it a lot
This cemetery lit
I drank by your burial plot
The more I focus on myself
I'm separated from god
I ain't

Oh oh oh oh
I'm not ready 
Oh oh oh oh


You've got your life planned out
Work in the city, retire by 50, and move to the beach
Have kids along the way

it fall down
Black man misunderstood
Why we sell dope, then shoot our own hood
Why you gave us coke, then they play it all good
Why we never building,

I live by the knuckle and fist I fight
Bing bang boom
***** good night
Sword sharpen bitch I’m a knight
Step with the left
Step with the right
I move

Now it's 2am
I can't sleep I'm  staring down at the telephone
I drove by your house
The lights were on but you were gone no one was home
Those good old

You know I had to do this shit
That blue shit
Drop drop drop drop drop out by the corner store
Where I met this broad
Brought her home got it in