Red E30
You say you got the key but you don't play piano
Bitch I go deep you just stay in the shallow
I'm dressed in all black like some lungs with tobacco
I stay in the dark like a motherfuckin' shadow
I got the oddest future since those kids in 09
This fucking rap shit, it's gonna be mine
Imma do it on my own bitch, fuck a cosign
Pale British kid it's my fucking design
One day imma buy that red e30
Beat so good I ain't gotta be wordy
Skateboard P this shit is fucking nerdy
Yes I said that shit, and I know you fucking heard me
Made a new beat and it's sounding alright
So all I want to do is ride my bike
Don't believe in me you're so fucking uptight
Your visions going hazy, you losing your sight
No days off its child labour
Rap like a sweatshop but its got the flavour
Might die for the game sign the fucking waiver
I'm no ones idol, yeah no ones saviour
This a shock to the heart, need a pacemaker
More where this came from, you just got a taster
All the green that I smoke got me feeling like nature
Words so sharp it'll cut you like a razor
This the British boom bap, With attack
It's a lot to unpack, on your back
Listen to the jazz on the track
Worth a platinum plaque
Never touch crack, never slack
Look at you dicks you're so whack
Got you dancing like the 80's
I'm rapping on these beats daily
Turn your bitch into my lady
God damn this shit is crazy
You bitch rappers don't even phase me
Come with the old style like the blueprint and Jay-Z
(Keep it going, Keep it going)
But I'm not slowing down until I got a few quid
Until I'm making music with Freddie Gibbs and Madlib
Couple nice cars and a beautiful crib
Leave a legacy that's the shit Nickk did
Bitch you best believe
There's no one better than me
Check my fucking CV
I got the drive to succeed
I got a message saying come into the booth
I look at my boy Callum and say yo what should we do?
He said I'm thinking we should pull through
Hop onto the beat and make something brand new
The lyrics down to the wire
The flow is silky like spider
You know i'm feeling inspired
You know I cum all inside her (Ahh Shit!)
Pull out all on the metronome
The music stupid I think im losing chromosomes
They pull me in because I know they want a taste
I slow my shit down because you know its not a race
I got this shit on but you know they ain't laced
If you smoke that shit keep it out my face
We slow it down, But don't reverse that shit
I just pulled through, Hardly rehearsed this shit
Open it wide, like we give birth to it
She give me brain, but she struggle with the girth of it
Bitch I go deep you just stay in the shallow
I'm dressed in all black like some lungs with tobacco
I stay in the dark like a motherfuckin' shadow
I got the oddest future since those kids in 09
This fucking rap shit, it's gonna be mine
Imma do it on my own bitch, fuck a cosign
Pale British kid it's my fucking design
One day imma buy that red e30
Beat so good I ain't gotta be wordy
Skateboard P this shit is fucking nerdy
Yes I said that shit, and I know you fucking heard me
Made a new beat and it's sounding alright
So all I want to do is ride my bike
Don't believe in me you're so fucking uptight
Your visions going hazy, you losing your sight
No days off its child labour
Rap like a sweatshop but its got the flavour
Might die for the game sign the fucking waiver
I'm no ones idol, yeah no ones saviour
This a shock to the heart, need a pacemaker
More where this came from, you just got a taster
All the green that I smoke got me feeling like nature
Words so sharp it'll cut you like a razor
This the British boom bap, With attack
It's a lot to unpack, on your back
Listen to the jazz on the track
Worth a platinum plaque
Never touch crack, never slack
Look at you dicks you're so whack
Got you dancing like the 80's
I'm rapping on these beats daily
Turn your bitch into my lady
God damn this shit is crazy
You bitch rappers don't even phase me
Come with the old style like the blueprint and Jay-Z
(Keep it going, Keep it going)
But I'm not slowing down until I got a few quid
Until I'm making music with Freddie Gibbs and Madlib
Couple nice cars and a beautiful crib
Leave a legacy that's the shit Nickk did
Bitch you best believe
There's no one better than me
Check my fucking CV
I got the drive to succeed
I got a message saying come into the booth
I look at my boy Callum and say yo what should we do?
He said I'm thinking we should pull through
Hop onto the beat and make something brand new
The lyrics down to the wire
The flow is silky like spider
You know i'm feeling inspired
You know I cum all inside her (Ahh Shit!)
Pull out all on the metronome
The music stupid I think im losing chromosomes
They pull me in because I know they want a taste
I slow my shit down because you know its not a race
I got this shit on but you know they ain't laced
If you smoke that shit keep it out my face
We slow it down, But don't reverse that shit
I just pulled through, Hardly rehearsed this shit
Open it wide, like we give birth to it
She give me brain, but she struggle with the girth of it
Credits
Writer(s): Dillon Alexander
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