Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dide
Vocals
Gibbo Beats
Synthesiser
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dide
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Blaks Marshall
Mastering Engineer
Gibbo Beats
Producer
Lyrics
Mad life mental
Mad life mental
Yooo
In the cut now it's a movie
When I touch down
Drinks go through me
Bottle of ciroc with ice i'm boujie
It's a show like punch and judy
And everybody knows Dide
But im choosy
Touch me and you can fuck around with the Uzi
Touch me and you could find out where dead sleep
You're a dead man walking
On beat but I'm talking
Home alone in the ends like caulkin
3.5 in the net
1 mortgage
That's milli's not thousands
Doing up houses
Then I'll send it, lend it, rent it to the rich kids by the fences
I was living on a hill in the trenches
I was kicking bare balls over fences
It's maddd
But that was then when i used to go ball with my dad
Long trips driving to the squad and back
Now that I know all the love that he had
I can flip the range, make him straight
Buy him land so he can build up a fucking estate
Less is more
I clocked the game
I can relate
But sho sho
So we gotta maintain
Life's mental
16 bags for a rental
Paid like 3 for the dental
Price went up but my smile look mental
125 for the petrol
I'm feeling like denzel
Now it's all mad life mental
Now it's all mad life mental
Life complex and my wrist watch tangled
That's a chrono rose gold big face black bangle
Now I see life different angle
Now I drive by in a v8 manual
Life flies by
No cap, no handle
Lifestyle tangled
Mad life mental
Mad life mental
Yoooo
16 I was doing up trains
17 I was wrestling fate
I was 18 when I hopped in the range
Turned 19 in the 19 plate
20 years old I was doing up planes
Hit 21 with some heartfelt pain
Big deal came swapped the range for the rari
Now they're all gassed ain't a damn thing changed
Moneys all good when you wanna impress
Still depressed when i'm sitting in bed
Couple tears dropped on the louis v sweats
But my pocket stay set so a brudda can't stress
Told my old ting I'm as good as it gets
Told my french gyal, salut ami arrete
Court case met
Had my lawyer upset
But the shit will disappear if the moneys direct
Capital collects while I sit and reflect
American express when i wanna express
Family first i could never neglect
And the house like a church
So my parents live blessed
I don't do debt I just stack and invest
I don't do doubt
I just aim for the neck
She know I'm on top
Now she wanna give neck
And I'm here for the night so i might say yes
Life complex and my wrist watch tangled
That's a chrono rose gold big face black bangle
Now I see life different angle
Now I drive by in a v8 manual
Life flies by
No cap, no handle
Lifestyle tangled
Mad life mental
Mad life mental
Yooo
Writer(s): Dide 1
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