Lyrics

Yo, yo, brrt It's nothin' new when I cross that gate (It's not) That I'm headin' to their estate (Let's go) Ross said, "Chill with the ridin' stuff You got so much on your plate" (I hear it) In the trap, as long as you paid It's all you can eat buffet (What you want?) Sun or rainy day, it's money weather like May (Jugg) No cap, I put on my kicks Cah if I dont, nobody is (Real life) Hold two for my at like Trizz Then I-then I go bake with my one from nizz (Peck') I can't make love songs like Isong did If th-if there's space on the flag, fling Then I tell AS, "Cross that in" (Ayy, bro) I finished my din-din Then man are talkers, writers, gin-gin (Lowe it) Tryna send man off, fuck a sin bin With ten man man, no way are they winnin' (No) Lean-lean, swing in Gully on opps, ying that, I'm yingin' (Yuck) And our lingo's different If she says, "Fre-fresh or tun" One of the members hit it (Gang shit) I ain't into makin' love songs (I'm not) Actions are louder than words, so me I'm on smoke for my loved ones (Bap) If you chill with them then you are one (Word) Don't press my buttons, R1 (Don't) And don't get caught in the long run (Nyuum) All this shit that I done for my loved ones Is gonna pay off in the long run I ain't into makin' love songs (I ain't) Actions are louder than words So me, I'm on smoke for my loved ones (Bap) If you chill with them then you are one (You are) Don't press my buttons, R1 (Nyuum) And don't get caught in the long run All this shit that I done for my loved ones Is gonna pay off in the long run Bro-bro's always in the B Cah he likes to work like that (Work) D gets slugs while I cut trees I feel like a lumberjack (Trap) Don't believe that they slide on gang But if they do, we're crashin' back (We're goin') You can die in these council flats Mum says prayers to cancel that (Sorry mum) My old friends were movin' blind Now they feel what I say, like bro (LOL) School friends said I'm doin' so well, teachers said That I'll be dead or in jail (I'm here) I'll make a mess while I'm standin' here Cah I've been stylin' like gel (Drip) Gang put two and Drip put four on sticks Unsafe as well (Biz) I always had drive way before I got my car (Nyuum) Your start won't last I was in the trap tryna reach for the stars This .45 might lardie darg This one can sing like Amelia (Bap, bap, bap) All my bro's got battle scars We went to war like brothers in arms (Gang shit) I ain't into makin' love songs (I'm not) Actions are louder than words, so me I'm on smoke for my loved ones (Bap) If you chill with them then you are one (Word) Don't press my buttons, R1 (Don't) And don't get caught in the long run (Nyuum) All this shit that I done for my loved ones Is gonna pay off in the long run I ain't into makin' love songs (I ain't) Actions are louder than words, so me I'm on smoke for my loved ones (Bap) If you chill with them then you are one (You are) Don't press my buttons, R1 (Nyuum) And don't get caught in the long run All this shit that I done for my loved ones Is gonna pay off in the long run Actions are louder than words, so me, I'm on smoke for my loved ones Don't press my buttons, R1 All this shit that I done for my loved ones Is gonna pay off in the long run
Writer(s): George Francis Conway, Conor Daniel Bellis, Jordan Jombola Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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