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Skepta
Stimme und Gesang
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Joseph Adenuga
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Stewart Mullings
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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Fucking ask me how I am
Yeah, cool fam
[Verse 2]
Man, I've been going through it, been keepin' it too real
Man, I've been going through it, I don't wanna talk about it
I don't wanna get into it, party going stupid, soon as I step into it
Ask your family, they tell you, I'm one of the best to do it
And I know they don't like me, but they gotta respect the music
Got something in the glove compartment, and I won't pet to use it
She told me her favorite song, now we're just sexin' to it
The bass bumpin', turn it up loud, neighbors ain't sayin' nothing
Everyday's my birthday, everyday man are cane cuttin'
New chain drippin' in water, got the place floodin'
Bruce Wayne, top of the building, man, I see them comin'
She's got the big back, look at the jeans bustin'
Picked her up at the rave, just look at the babe blushin'
Said I'd be here at seven o'clock, well now its eight something
Gotta get more organized, 'cause fam, I hate rushin'
[Verse 3]
Man, I keep gettin' caught up
Showin' love to everybody
[Verse 4]
Man, I've been goin' through it, tryna make them see the vision
Tried to explain myself, that was the worst decision
Thought that I could change the world, turned me into a villain
Gotta learn to practice silence, follow my intuition
Stay in the house, phone number off limits
Stress on the break, complain, but I know its all self inflicted
Man, I gotta take a break, I'm gonna need a minute
Soon as I catch a vibe, somebody tryna kill it
Boy, stop it, never seen you puttin' your hand in your pocket
It's time to pay the bill, I know you can't find your wallet
Where were you in the trenches, when the opps were tryna bomb it?
Now you comin' around, and **** tryna get the gossip
I put in the work, get the bag, and split the profit
And if I'm honest, I know that I should be modest
But I don't see no competition in the game, man, I'm pissin' on it
If it ain't about the family, then I'm ghostin', that's a promise
[Verse 5]
**** need to wake up, trust
[Verse 6]
I blew out the candles, everybody scream my name
Told me to make a wish, look at what I became
Look how they look at me, never gonna be the same
Said they wanna be like me, you don't know what you're sayin'
Always been a dare devil, man, I was born from pain
They say ignorance is bliss, but I think that's a shame
Bird box, you don't wanna see this boy get out the rain
Stay inside, I'll be fine, man, I got myself to blame
[Verse 7]
Man, I've been going through it
Written by: Joseph Adenuga, Stewart Mullings