Lyrics

Yo I never switch up They smile in my face, but it's never been love They hating on Fred, but they've never been cunch Best check yourself, before you wreck yourself Going on my Instagram, you wanna stress yourself? Them man there don't wanna see no young niggas popping Nights in the cell, they had a young nigga rotting Paper was low, so us young niggas robbing All of these loubs in my room it's a wonderful problem Mystro's home, that's my brother I got him Hood niggas know, we done come up from shotting Got foreigns in central and uckers in Tottenham Turning halfs into 1 with my darg from the jump Broski shooting he told me, you just gotta ask and it's done So play like computers, he's clarting his gun And yeah I been through stress in the past with my mum I try pay her back in Prada and love Close to the opps, but I'm far from the luck When this money comes easy, it's harder to trust When we was on pedal bikes shooting at them I never knew nuttin bout music and pens Or writing a rap Thought I'd spend my life in the trap Now my pinkies are diamond and that Still keep the smoke, we're riding with that My girl's in Chanel, styling and that Ask round town, say we're shining and that But they don't play games, cos we're violent and that You beef me on YouTube, cyber attack I'm really getting money, I ain't rising to that Morning, days and nights in the trap Had me losing my mind, but I'm finding it back You whip out your ting, we're flying it back The phone line ring, we fly out the pack My niggas are drippy, who's flyer than Sav? We whip it up quickly, you lie in your raps When I was young I was sleeping on sofas Looking at money I don't pree the olders Now I go Fendi and speak to the owners They text me as soon as the season is over We keep a revolver Diamonds crying, they needing a shoulder Styling and grinding, I'm dealing a boulder Flying Dubai, but I'm speeding a Rover When I come back I'll be re'ing a soldier She's sucking, I'm driving, needing a chaffeur Fendi no laces, g on the sofa Gloves no traces, peeling you over Got bread so we're keeping a toaster My man's a snake and I don't deal with cobras I'm just living my life, till my niggas are nice Ain't my fault that you did it and died Late for a show, I was whipping a 9 You niggas are broke, you should give it a try Look at your watch, it ain't giving no shine These big fat rocks they be swimming in mine I'm sinning for mine I ran past them man sitting in line I live by the rassclart finishing line Free all my real g's sitting inside When you come home, you're gonna see a difference in life Real difference in life Free all my day 1's in the can Nuttin but love for you niggas Soon home Yo I never switch up They smile in my face, but it's never been love They hating on Fred, but they've never been cunch Best check yourself, before you wreck yourself Going on my Instagram, you wanna stress yourself? Them man there don't wanna see no young niggas popping Nights in the cell, they had a young nigga rotting Paper was low, so us young niggas robbing
Writer(s): Marvin William Bailey, Beat Boss, Cee Figz Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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