Work It Out
All smiles all the while recording songs off a file
Fuck the takeover this the new lifestyle
Back yard home of the trail
Blues all locked but it's still hostile
Let's blaze never catch me in my js
I rock air max greys in the back with the swede
With my cargos baggy
Weather sun or the shade
Cap low that's the way
Getting bank like maze bati riding both ways on
Vinewood road playing GTA
Man it ain't about the fame just the money fuck a train
Tryna ride in a lambo with the diamonds and the chain
No blood
All smiles all the while recording songs off a file
Fuck the takeover this the new lifestyle
Back yard home of the trail
Blues all locked but it's still hostile
Don't drown
Under anaesthesia for years don't ask why I'm smoked out
I need you to know now
Don't clown
Hot car cop car
All my brothers got dreams but we gotta climb far
It's a fucked up scene but my beats so mean
How long it gone be till Alfie get seen
The backyards on my back the fours on the card
If you really pay attention you got that bar
From story's to streaks they're boring to me
To the story's on my beats
From tap man to good man I've been behind the scenes
Yeah I've been the deans I had metal in my teeth
I got scars on my face so why should I pray
Why should I show you my faith
Had a hole in my lip since a kid I've been sick
So now I make waves in the scene for some quids
Let em go
Let em go shit just let em go
I step clean when I'm stepping on the scene
New kicks on my feet when I scream I just let em go
Let em go
Let em go shit just let em go
I step clean when I'm stepping on the scene
New kicks on my feet when I scream I just let em go
Let em go
Let em go shit just let em go
I step clean when I'm stepping on the scene
New kicks on my feet when I scream I just let em go
See this music from the soul
Backyard got the throne
Yeah I built the backyard from my own fucking home
Couple of my bros
Couple of my hoes
Those mean shit but my girl get a rose
See I'm hoe controlled
So controlled
Want dough but it come too slow controlled
Surrounded by capitals brands and weed
I need girls gold nice cars I fiend
All smiles all the while recording songs off a file
Fuck the takeover this the new lifestyle
Back yard home of the trail
Blues all locked but it's still hostile
Fuck the takeover this the new lifestyle
Back yard home of the trail
Blues all locked but it's still hostile
Let's blaze never catch me in my js
I rock air max greys in the back with the swede
With my cargos baggy
Weather sun or the shade
Cap low that's the way
Getting bank like maze bati riding both ways on
Vinewood road playing GTA
Man it ain't about the fame just the money fuck a train
Tryna ride in a lambo with the diamonds and the chain
No blood
All smiles all the while recording songs off a file
Fuck the takeover this the new lifestyle
Back yard home of the trail
Blues all locked but it's still hostile
Don't drown
Under anaesthesia for years don't ask why I'm smoked out
I need you to know now
Don't clown
Hot car cop car
All my brothers got dreams but we gotta climb far
It's a fucked up scene but my beats so mean
How long it gone be till Alfie get seen
The backyards on my back the fours on the card
If you really pay attention you got that bar
From story's to streaks they're boring to me
To the story's on my beats
From tap man to good man I've been behind the scenes
Yeah I've been the deans I had metal in my teeth
I got scars on my face so why should I pray
Why should I show you my faith
Had a hole in my lip since a kid I've been sick
So now I make waves in the scene for some quids
Let em go
Let em go shit just let em go
I step clean when I'm stepping on the scene
New kicks on my feet when I scream I just let em go
Let em go
Let em go shit just let em go
I step clean when I'm stepping on the scene
New kicks on my feet when I scream I just let em go
Let em go
Let em go shit just let em go
I step clean when I'm stepping on the scene
New kicks on my feet when I scream I just let em go
See this music from the soul
Backyard got the throne
Yeah I built the backyard from my own fucking home
Couple of my bros
Couple of my hoes
Those mean shit but my girl get a rose
See I'm hoe controlled
So controlled
Want dough but it come too slow controlled
Surrounded by capitals brands and weed
I need girls gold nice cars I fiend
All smiles all the while recording songs off a file
Fuck the takeover this the new lifestyle
Back yard home of the trail
Blues all locked but it's still hostile
Credits
Writer(s): Alfie Hart
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