Me

They musta been sleepin on me
Same time the feds, they musta been creepin on me
She just welcomed me to the party
Shes already leanin on me
Every bar that i wrote is me
The feds try quotin me
Once upon a time these packs were appealing to me
Once upon a time she didnt have feelings for me
Now shes front seat in the passy
Baby just bill it for me
Would you ride for me
Would you die for me

They musta been sleepin on me
Same time the feds, they musta been creepin on me
She just welcomed me to the party
Shes already leanin on me
Every bar that i wrote is me
The feds try quotin me
Once upon a time these packs were appealing to me
Once upon a time she didnt have feelings for me
Now shes front seat in the passy
Baby just bill it for me
Would you ride for me
Would you die for me

Must be me cah im sellin again
Must be me cah im shellin again
Go tell a friend
Go tell a bestfriend that
Prontos back on the track
And ive done it again
Then its back to the trap wid da pack
And the feds on the ends just spun it again
I remember she slept on me
Now she wanna sleep with me
I remember days i was broke, bummy
Didnt have a sheet on me
But now its fashion if i rip these jeans
Call me a yardie call me a yardie
Ive got passion for the rice and peas
She went from VIP
To the front of the passenger seat
How can you say i wernt grinding
Like it wasnt me that wernt driving
She thinks im cool
But just like a pool
Manna rubber up and then dive in
I kept my screws but my guys loose
Probably lost them riding
Me im bagging and writing
In the booth but

They musta been sleepin on me
Same time the feds, they musta been creepin on me
She just welcomed me to the party
Shes already leanin on me
Every bar that i wrote is me
The feds try quotin me
Once upon a time these packs were appealing to me
Once upon a time she didnt have feelings for me
Now shes front seat in the passy
Baby just bill it for me
Would you ride for me
Would you die for me

I can hardly rest up
Got fans telling me that im next up
Cant, even drink and chill, cah
She just wanna give me the best fuck
Got, food from mark and spencer fresh up
Any time man dress up
Gyal, breaking back and neck up
Fall in love baby i cant let ya
Crazy crazy coulda been mensah
Trappin on tag new years eve
That was a cold december
Me i had to go break it down
She just wanna go shake it down
Pick it up and then turn it round, mathematics
Baby girl imma work you out

They musta been sleepin on me
Same time the feds, they musta been creepin on me
She just welcomed me to the party
Shes already leanin on me
Every bar that i wrote is me
The feds try quotin me
Once upon a time these packs were appealing to me
Once upon a time she didnt have feelings for me
Now shes front seat in the passy
Baby just bill it for me
Would you ride for me
Would you die for me



Credits
Writer(s): Tom Lindby, Claus Hvass, Thomas Thrane Carlsen, Frank Lundum
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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