Don’t ask man where I’m going, I’m just tryna get where I’m meant to be Pissed cah I ripped my Nike drip on my mtb Everyday tryna get that bank transaction I don’t fuck with the btc What that shit I’m toking, little bit of baccy and some thc You know man watch me on a daily, like I’m on tv or Dvd ain’t into all that materialistic item take that away now they look so frightened Sipping on whisky it came straight from Ireland Heart beats fast when I hear that siren Up this mountain I’m climbing I’m just tryna bill when I’m Vibin Don’t class yourself as tyrant if you ain’t even violent The whole crowd goes silent Out here drivin ain’t even got a license Nah Life is hard man please don’t remind me How can you be my bae I already got a wifey I like my ting spicy oh I love it when she fiesty Sometimes you gotta give thanks to the lord almighty Right now I’m so tired Keep myself inspired My brain is rewired Now I am required to spittin my shit Sometimes I think that I’m taking the piss More time it’s a hit and a miss So I gotta cherish the times that it’s legit I see man going mad bro don’t have a fit
Continuation Heart rate risin when I hear those sirens UIs comin' someone must've got fried This lifestyle frying don't want to end like them man Who got splashed and got baptized? Bro I'm nice share my rambo knife with your guys If you don't like it then fuck it Go it mumzy's food and leave the streets aside Yeah broddie back out my shank but I ain't cuttin your steak and rice Only wanted to cut 10 times and if it get stuck I'll twist like I get called vodoo everytime I get called vodoo everytime More like broddie packing Got bodies stacking Ain't talkin bout gyals I'm talkin bout violence This opps are bitches boy they should be wearin leggings But instead they always do leg it When I chop man down he can't go leggin' Don't do high knees might get caught And end up laggin It's the O Sat E way stay silent Don't get caught and end up crying Fuck my man got chopped and ended up laying flat in the floor like a baby equals crying Do the maths 3+2 is 5 so don't come high five me if you're not my guy You be lying like a fuckin bitch go back in time Broddie go fix your life (Gang)
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Beat is hardddd g
Don’t ask man where I’m going, I’m just tryna get where I’m meant to be
Pissed cah I ripped my Nike drip on my mtb
Everyday tryna get that bank transaction I don’t fuck with the btc
What that shit I’m toking, little bit of baccy and some thc
You know man watch me on a daily, like I’m on tv or Dvd
ain’t into all that materialistic item take that away now they look so frightened
Sipping on whisky it came straight from Ireland
Heart beats fast when I hear that siren
Up this mountain I’m climbing
I’m just tryna bill when I’m Vibin
Don’t class yourself as tyrant if you ain’t even violent
The whole crowd goes silent
Out here drivin ain’t even got a license
Nah
Life is hard man please don’t remind me
How can you be my bae I already got a wifey
I like my ting spicy oh I love it when she fiesty
Sometimes you gotta give thanks to the lord almighty
Right now I’m so tired
Keep myself inspired
My brain is rewired
Now I am required to spittin my shit
Sometimes I think that I’m taking the piss
More time it’s a hit and a miss
So I gotta cherish the times that it’s legit
I see man going mad bro don’t have a fit
Continuation
Heart rate risin when I hear those sirens
UIs comin' someone must've got fried
This lifestyle frying don't want to end like them man
Who got splashed and got baptized?
Bro I'm nice share my rambo knife with your guys
If you don't like it then fuck it
Go it mumzy's food and leave the streets aside
Yeah broddie back out my shank but I ain't cuttin your steak and rice
Only wanted to cut 10 times
and if it get stuck I'll twist like I get called vodoo everytime
I get called vodoo everytime
More like broddie packing
Got bodies stacking
Ain't talkin bout gyals
I'm talkin bout violence
This opps are bitches boy they should be wearin leggings
But instead they always do leg it
When I chop man down he can't go leggin'
Don't do high knees might get caught
And end up laggin
It's the O Sat E way stay silent
Don't get caught and end up crying
Fuck my man got chopped and ended up laying flat in the floor like a baby equals crying
Do the maths 3+2 is 5 so don't come high five me if you're not my guy
You be lying like a fuckin bitch go back in time
Broddie go fix your life
(Gang)