Lyrics:
two lives,
We ain't getting no sleep ‘til the sunrise
Stepping outside make ‘em trip trip,
Come and take a look if you can handle it
24 Karat, drip
back, family dressed in black
Plus it's hot now, the cops outside, it's hard to flip a pack
And my daughter gotta eat
Her mama be stressing me like I
When dey spin up di place we a turn it up
Eye red, now you feel so you burn it up
And a sit by di kids, we a surf it up
We a stick to di peace,
When dey spin up di place we a turn it up
Eye red, now you feel so you burn it up
And a sit by di kids, we a surf it up
We a stick to di peace,
and bread
And sugar, tea and lard
We work from weekend to weekend
And never lose a day
And when that awful payday comes
We draw our little pay
We then go
Fuck a friend from the outside
Ima watch you go by
It's too late now I don't know why
I hate how fast time go by
Shit I can't even lie to you
Time
Yeah it's pretty cool
Alright but that was hot
But when you go from that to lyin'
'bout been sponsored by a condom packet
It's safe to say your career's
bitch niggaz think twice before yawnin
on da M.I.A.M.I., niggaz must want to die in my area code 305
Shit be to live, to hot outside, fuck the shades
fake
is mine
I dont want to live alone
Let alone the weekends when
It’s warm outside
Think I got some mosquitos in my eye
But I love you nevertheless
But I
I had two jobs I had dishwater hands
And on the weekend in a rock 'n roll band
One Friday night in my hometown bar
In walked a girl who looked like
a chariot ride with horses
I done came a long way
From white tees and forces
And as a man I understand we can't force it
But if I walk you outside where
those warm summernights
On the weekend, we would never get enough
Image by image, in my head
My hands are freezin´ my skin is rough
And it´s cold outside
into me?"
Girl I was from the tip
Ayoo
I said I was from the tip
Hey pretty lady tryna link
Sounds good to me
Let's go and get a bite to eat
Sounds good
outside, for all I care go outside, I don't Even want you there by my side
Nice. why would you say you were nice, you Toxic, and that is one thing I don't
I'm sure it's pretty far
And yeah, I'd love to tell you all my problem
You're not from New York City, you're from Rotherham
So get off
I'm sure it's pretty far
And yeah, I'd love to tell you all my problem
You're not from New York City, you're from Rotherham
So get off
I been outside tryna live in the moment
Way too long I was goin through the motions
You give me love and I take it by the dosage
Shawty got that
Pull up outside, shawty hop up in the ride
Got her sittin' in the sky
That's just how a country boy do
Got some Buds on ice and the bud rolled
this now, than you hatin me later
But if you stick by my side, there's no tellin where I'll take ya
From Bermondsey to Brighton, all the way to Byron Bay
Want to hear about an important movement being abused by opportunists?
Have good sex then go from being obsessed to upset that the asshole Saul no longer
what you was told by your angels (yeah)
She said that she wanna meet
I told her to come on the weekend
She want the trick and the treat
And it ain't
out the window to stop thinking
Abstract, confess, rewind, midnight, ten lines, sunshine
We riding, tomorrow we uprisin'
By the weekend we be jivin'
and suffering that made that content. You see what I'm saying? You can't get it from the outside in. Truth is from the inside out. You know, and the way we've
from the cry of the city, where flowers pretty caress the streams
Cozy to hide in, to love side-by-side in
Don't let it abide in my dreams
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