Never
Been up two days straight
Nah, we don't take no breaks
Straight face if you try for my mates
Nah, we can't slow down like no brakes
Foot on the pedal, we rising the stakes
Bet, chasing a check
Never impressed
Nowadays only gon' roll on my gas or roll with a mask
True say, who's fake?
That's a big bitch with a booty
Loyalty? That is so rare when you're preeing the scene
Cellophane, wrap up the zip
We got shit for the fiends, lean
Pouring a dream
Making our lives serene
Said she really down to die for me
Ride or die, eye see with my eye
All of these drugs keep me hypnotised
Hella
People around me, I'm fed up
Tell 'em do better, need my cheddar
Tie my tie, nah man, I'm gassing
I never had class now you see me, I'm dripped out
Never say nothing
Don't need a gun, can't speak for the wild cards
They wanna bark, sip on that wocky
She giving sloppy, remember when this bitch wouldn't touch me
True say, I'm a dog, imma bark like husky
So why the fuck is your bitch tryna touch me?
Paranoid that my friends don't like me
Guess it comes with the pain inside me
I been tryna sober up, anxiety
Had to dip back to Brum to find me
Paranoid that the feds wanna find me
Paranoid that these yats wanna slide me off to the opps
Set me up, that's grimy
I locked off myself, can't break me
A lot of man really wanna try break me
That's fine, guess it means I'm worth hating
Spotlight of their day, they hate me
I make money all day, go crazy
Nah, we don't take no breaks
Straight face if you try for my mates
Nah, we can't slow down like no brakes
Foot on the pedal, we rising the stakes
Bet, chasing a check
Never impressed
Nowadays only gon' roll on my gas or roll with a mask
True say, who's fake?
That's a big bitch with a booty
Loyalty? That is so rare when you're preeing the scene
Cellophane, wrap up the zip
We got shit for the fiends, lean
Pouring a dream
Making our lives serene
Said she really down to die for me
Ride or die, eye see with my eye
All of these drugs keep me hypnotised
Hella
People around me, I'm fed up
Tell 'em do better, need my cheddar
Tie my tie, nah man, I'm gassing
I never had class now you see me, I'm dripped out
Never say nothing
Don't need a gun, can't speak for the wild cards
They wanna bark, sip on that wocky
She giving sloppy, remember when this bitch wouldn't touch me
True say, I'm a dog, imma bark like husky
So why the fuck is your bitch tryna touch me?
Paranoid that my friends don't like me
Guess it comes with the pain inside me
I been tryna sober up, anxiety
Had to dip back to Brum to find me
Paranoid that the feds wanna find me
Paranoid that these yats wanna slide me off to the opps
Set me up, that's grimy
I locked off myself, can't break me
A lot of man really wanna try break me
That's fine, guess it means I'm worth hating
Spotlight of their day, they hate me
I make money all day, go crazy
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Writer(s): Elliot Taylor
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