Prey
Last year man spent more dough than I made
If you knew what I made
Went and got a yard in the sticks with a maid
Mayfair with a ting in the Range
She's from the hood overseas and man's from a similar place
Where they got rid of my mates
Worn out, still ain't got rid of that trauma
Ever seen a sawed-off?
Streets get hotter than sauna
Could've been a church, you coulda been a baller
Yeah, they took shots at me
Shottin' really turned me into a shot-caller
Tryna get rid of the quarter
Last year I really done a quarter-mil
Should've felt awful after but I did it all for the thrill
Never had a bill, let me sort that bill
All of that guilt, bro's guilty and he lost the appeal
Shit, my whole circle's in the box that I'm riding 'round
German whip might pull up in China town
American tings, I'm flyin' them out
Next belly I'm hitting, I'm buying a house
Why? Cah last year man spent more dough than I made
If you knew what I made
Went and got a yard in the sticks with a maid
I'm in the band' with a ting in the Wraith
She said her family's rich and I couldn't relate
I was in the hood with my mates
Grew up in broken homes with bastards
Yeah, put them on blast and they might just blast it
Getting rid of class-A, we ain't doing no masters
Look what we own, never had goals but the mandem were targets
Remember when man licked shots by the football cage
Now I'm in the yard with Lingard 'round all my football mates
Went long, coulda took more pain
See man rather have food and cook more 'caine
Yeah, had a lot on my plate, now the mandem are eating
I ain't going on dates, new tour dates cah the gyaldem fienin'
STK on a Saturday evening
I know I'm famous, stainless kettle and I might just freeze it
Gotta get diamonds with all this pressure cah we AVS1
Been down for my whole life, man are upset when the next man gets up
Sleep when you're dead, don't tell me I'm slept on
Had to invest in myself, don't need an investor
Nah, but last year man spent more dough than I made
If you knew what I made
Got a yard in the sticks with a maid
I'm in the ends with a ting and her mates
Lookin' at yutes on the block like man's from a similar place
Yeah, yeah-yeah
A-V
From the gutter to glory, bitch
If you knew what I made
Went and got a yard in the sticks with a maid
Mayfair with a ting in the Range
She's from the hood overseas and man's from a similar place
Where they got rid of my mates
Worn out, still ain't got rid of that trauma
Ever seen a sawed-off?
Streets get hotter than sauna
Could've been a church, you coulda been a baller
Yeah, they took shots at me
Shottin' really turned me into a shot-caller
Tryna get rid of the quarter
Last year I really done a quarter-mil
Should've felt awful after but I did it all for the thrill
Never had a bill, let me sort that bill
All of that guilt, bro's guilty and he lost the appeal
Shit, my whole circle's in the box that I'm riding 'round
German whip might pull up in China town
American tings, I'm flyin' them out
Next belly I'm hitting, I'm buying a house
Why? Cah last year man spent more dough than I made
If you knew what I made
Went and got a yard in the sticks with a maid
I'm in the band' with a ting in the Wraith
She said her family's rich and I couldn't relate
I was in the hood with my mates
Grew up in broken homes with bastards
Yeah, put them on blast and they might just blast it
Getting rid of class-A, we ain't doing no masters
Look what we own, never had goals but the mandem were targets
Remember when man licked shots by the football cage
Now I'm in the yard with Lingard 'round all my football mates
Went long, coulda took more pain
See man rather have food and cook more 'caine
Yeah, had a lot on my plate, now the mandem are eating
I ain't going on dates, new tour dates cah the gyaldem fienin'
STK on a Saturday evening
I know I'm famous, stainless kettle and I might just freeze it
Gotta get diamonds with all this pressure cah we AVS1
Been down for my whole life, man are upset when the next man gets up
Sleep when you're dead, don't tell me I'm slept on
Had to invest in myself, don't need an investor
Nah, but last year man spent more dough than I made
If you knew what I made
Got a yard in the sticks with a maid
I'm in the ends with a ting and her mates
Lookin' at yutes on the block like man's from a similar place
Yeah, yeah-yeah
A-V
From the gutter to glory, bitch
Credits
Writer(s): Achi Avelino, Kyle Ethan Evans, Paul Gurney
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Altri album
- BAD BRITAIN w / Haile, Kojey Radical (feat. Kojey Radical & Haile) - Single
- GOD SAVE THE STREETS (Bonus Track)
- GOD SAVE THE STREETS
- VEX (feat. GHETTS & BACKROAD GEE) - Single
- Daily Duppy (feat. GRM Daily) - Single
- GOD SAVE THE STREETS PT. 2 (LOST VERSE)
- GOD SAVE THE STREETS PT. 2 (feat. RA (Real Artillery)) - Single
- Poseidon's Fall
- Mercedes Coupe (Project One Remix)
- Nostalgium
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