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M'Way
M'Way
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Chucks
Chucks
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M'Way
M'Way
Composer
Conor Mulcahy
Conor Mulcahy
Composer
Byrd
Byrd
Composer
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Chucks
Chucks
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Lyrics

I gotta go A&E for a sec I just walked out the trap And broke me a bone I got a bigga, it's filled up with lean While I'm doing 120 on Alfreton road I need a youngen who trappy like me And he got lot of sense, think I need me a clone Just left my yard and I gotta go back Man I can't leave my shank, man that shit like my phone I turn on my phone at like seven or eight When it start to get late You can't call cah I'm closed You know my city its small Only me and the feds on the road when it get after ten I'm in my trap laying down with my feet up Am cozy in here, man this shit like my den I got a yute and he wanna do road But he ain't got no license Go jump on a ped Don't ever get it confused, won't get lost in the sauce You know this money can't change me My yute wanna trap I ain't gotta persuade him I came up from shit use to trap outta Hady's Pull up my top just to cover my nose My cat on a chair, while he smoke outta a baileys I give him twelve if he coming with eighty Don't answer the door could be feds or the bailiffs I just told that bitch that am gonna pull up, shit I know she think, that we tanning Really am just tryna leave all these packs Then I ask her a price, then i'm paying the damage But you know dat am capping Know I can't leave without head and a sandwich Talking bout guap then you talking my language This pack that am wrapping Look white like a bandage Nine times outta ten when you see Me on road I might be with KL And TG cah they Stepping I just told my bro that I got me a shoot He said he gotta cover his face Cah he pepper I got lotta cats always coming with change So when am on road Don't give nuttin to beggers I can't bring my line Cah it get in the way So I give it bro When am doing a session I get you suttin' right now If you want it Told him the price for a pack Lost his wallet This b that I got on me Now ain't joke When u bagging it up This shit might make u vomit If I run outta p And go broke tomorrow You probably hear that M'Way been robbing I heard that yute got done up real bad The next thing I heard That nigga was tomming Can't tell me shit Can't tell me nuttun Mway I been in the trap Ran it up for so long That shit gave me bunions I don't know why the opps talk Them niggas be broke Should go start a go fund me My bro like max when he done him Opps like bolt when they running Run up a cheque Shit, What you doing? Am in the trap wid the users Spreading the pack like a rumor Run up a bag Get a cheque What u doing If am my doing suttun My niggas included These niggas be cap Tryna gass up the viewers
Writer(s): Byrd, Conor Mulcahy, M'way Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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