Lyrics:
on go woah (Brr)
Rose gold watch (Ice)
Dolce the Drip I be scarring my ops (Hah)
Two points a kilo I'm smokin on rocks (Huuu)
Slide in a Beamer we fly by
the element
Never going to be beat by any Junkie
Cryptic's the one that'll never be a flunkie
We're to strong-minded for the weak abuse
We're all gonna reunite
our best
If we're gonna hang on the tree of death
That's six Generations
Not a long time since my bloodline was free
From the exploitations
You ain't
a nigga
Big enough to see through
But we all gotta go when it's time
Im pro niggas know I can rhyme
I be in the booth with the dro in
The air and the dough
Early one mornin' the sun was shinin'
I was layin' in bed
Wondrin' if she'd changed at all
If her hair was still red
Her folks they said our
The six o'clock blues
And if I know one thing's gonna be alright
Then I know that it's me and you
So they say we're running out of time
We're running out
I ain't about faking it, until I make it
Yeah rockstar by night, rising star by the day
If my records popping on the aux, WE LET EM PLAY!
Babe turn
years in federal prison
I always live by the code of honour
That's why my best days are ahead of me
I am richer than I've ever been
I would like
Yeah, KQRY, aye
Feelin' lit all the time if I'm high or not (Yeah)
Everyday never know if you'll die or not (Nah)
So we numbing all the pain I don't
believe in love tell me can anything last forever?
If life can live up to love then hand on my heart I'm never saying never
'Cause you're gonna make me
that our lives' gonna be procuring
I'm broke now
I'm losing all my hopes now
Everything to me just feels so low
I'm broke now
Before I sleep I pray
problems with either side
I just use to my raps to try
And get you to think about your lives
We all struggle to get by
So why must we glamorize
Livin a life
and knowledge are the drugs we are pedaling
We gain the masses by exposing the classless
We gonna rise up kick all of their asses
Hell bent and vigilant
Trappin
been waiting for the minute you could live
And get me all up in your liver and your ribs
This is not for the women talking bout a little romance
I mean
we're doing it, wow
Skepta, you look like you’ve got AIDS
You look like you’ve got HIV
You look like you’ve got Gonorrhea
All around your lips
'Cos you
it ain't you if it ain't you
Girl I said you were the one baby
But I guess that I was wrong baby
All the things that we've done baby
I could write
jumpin' around, Here's some finger snaps, said uh..
If you still don't get it man, Forget it,
By the time you accept us we'll be makin a new record,
It's
Lou, the whole fucking squad
We’re gonna change the world
That’s word to god, so
Please let me be me (Be me!)
And if not then let me be (Let me be!)
as we’re ever going to be
So
Fly by my sweet angel nothing here for you
Worth saving and even if you wanted to
You won’t change our ways it just can’t be
Internal manifestation
I promise we all can grow
And make a wave across every united nation
By supporting the Playaz ambition
Like ammunition when it's
After the funeral cause it's sad on my side
Cause in the ghetto, it's one big black moon
I mean people dyin everyday, we all are doomed
My mama look at me
ask me
Say "Yo! Everybody listen to you, everybody all ears, what you gonna do to give back?"
I told him "Look homie, I'm ten steps ahead of you, if
Lyin' here beside you in someone else's bed
Knowin' what we're doin's wrong but better left unsaid
Your breathin' sounds like screamin'
It's all
Got a different breed of soldiers who 100% real
Coz we live by the streets and we die by the code
If you get caught slipping than your gonna get rolled
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