Lyrics:
with the day,
Wise men endorse the poet's sight.
Do you believe in the day? do you? believe in the day!
Let me tell you the tales of your life
important to me
What do you need?
Burr, you're a better lawyer than me
Okay?
I know I talk too much, I'm abrasive
You're incredible in court
You
on the piano)
I concede probably I'm hellbound
A bon vivant as you can see
A lust for life as big as me!
A gift for living well
But enough about me! Raise your
Luther say, "Baby"
Would you get with this? Not even maybe
It's the Mister Gravy and shit
To explain what's goin' on inside my brain
You're scared,
Google me baby, you crazy
'89 in London pull the Benz up
Type it in, Google's your friend bruh
14-year drug dealer and still counting
Who deserves
you
But you would not let me
Time cast a spell on you, but you won't forget me
I know I could've loved you, but you would not let me
I'll follow
daddy wouldn't abandon us
I gotta backpack full of tracts and I keep it on the Johnny Mac
So are you ready to jam with us
So let's go, give me the word
coming in my palace
London, Tokyo, Paris
Let me update your status
'Cause it's you I would change for, you always make sure
I just wanna be your
Ayy
Slip, slide, tryna provide for me
For me
For me
Find me somewhere out in London, you know that's the hideaway
I need some head and some
something completely new
Echos fill the streets that were once filled with songs by me and you
London feels like years ago, yeah
Yeah London feels like years
fools (let me break it down)
Went from a drug dealer's view, buy a Benz or a chain or two
Go broke then sell everything, in a week, you'll be back like
body how you got me too impatient
So can you meet me outside boy
Got my sundress on so you know it would look nice on you
All this time I've been waitin'
like a London bloke (yes)
Before he speak his suit bespoke (woo)
And you thought he was cute before
Look at this pea coat, tell me he's broke (woo)
like a London bloke (yes)
Before he speak his suit bespoke (woo)
And you thought he was cute before
Look at this pea coat, tell me he's broke (woo)
the ice
Ask about me dem go tell you say I run this
Yaadman Yung you know mi run this
I say dey feeling that (Bwoy)
All of dem hola (Bwoy)
International
Before I'm judged by 12, put a 12 on my V
Told my niggas, "I need you"
Stay up I know these times ain't true
Real life, what's free
Since a lad, I
Still I think about you every-time I go to sleep
Someone let me know if I'll always feel this grief
You coulda tried to stop me tell me why'd you let me
tool, go on then
Yo let me split Devilman's wig a likkle bit
'Cause Devilmans trying to get
Big a likkle bit but guys in Manny and Brum
Know you thief
The sound of the waves on the embankment
A phone in my left pocket
I'm leaving, you're staying
A forgotten city by me
You're so beautiful, my dream hasn't
mister?
Only costs a penny, guaranteed
Penny buys a bottle, I don't know (go ahead and tug, sir)
You don't need (go ahead, sir, harder)
Ah, let's go!
for the house
I got this dream of my house
The one you gave me in my mind
I'm ready for the house
Let me build my house
I got this dream
Oh, you know
Talkin' 'bout pimp shit, you know whassup
I wonder if you mom'll let you play that stuff
Now you're flowin' like your name is Water
But I'm ten years older
crack cocaine
Federico Fellini in the flesh
Sergio Tacchini inside his mesh
Bitch I been brackin' since the '80s
Google me baby, you crazy
'89 in London
the original
Highly convincible
You'll believe every word that I say even if it criminal
l'm a ill lyricist
The realist nigga killings this
I'm a physical
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