Since '94

Since '94
Light work
SGK to the world

Got a bad b from Northampton
If I go up north, I might be staying up in the Hampton
Put it all in her mouth
Take her down south
Now that's what I call Southampton
Could've got married to Amy from Camden
But life's a bitch I ain't throwing a tantrum
Fuck your tunes & fuck your wack anthems
I'm just tryna make it flip like an old school Samsung

Bad breed but an original Goodfella
I'll probably make more money selling you my acapella
I'm tryna stay high, while shawty goes low
Like to say she's under the weather
Punchlines are heavy while the flow light as a feather
Since '94 it's been now or never
They F Lloyds just to make it rain like May weather
For a quick 50 and 0, ain't that clever
That went over your head but whatever

I don't talk as much, I just rap more
My brothers on road as if they're on a tour
Hella keys but not that one that open doors
Wifey riddims are cool but that's not why I rap for
So much to offer but I don't want your offer
I want more
What's at stake, ain't steak
More like fillet and them man are carnivores
Replay the verses and catch on to the metaphors
Then ask yourself why I still rap for?
So I tell her less of the chit chat
I don't really wanna hear all of the riff-raff
If you're good I might get you a bag like Giff Gaff
But hold up don't get way too attached
We might even make a good match
But If I was looking for love, you might even be a catch
But I'm on a whole another level
Not like the usual batch
I opened doors and left open the latch
I just write rhymes and record bangers and send it off for dispatch
I want it all & I want it twice so give me all of that
If you're feeling that, then press replay and start reciting that



Credits
Writer(s): Raihan Meah
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