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Amarae Jairzhino Cato-Daniel
Amarae Jairzhino Cato-Daniel
Songwriter:in
Jason Bailey
Jason Bailey
Songwriter:in
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Dready
Dready
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Biggi for Zion Recording Studios
Biggi for Zion Recording Studios
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Lyrics

Dready If you bring me up with the scene, don't finish your sentence My bars sit on your chest like you bought a new pendant I got a walk where these niggas know I'm lit from the entrance Your ting scan me up and down like security measures My voice travels in the room, so they stop when I talk At 17 tings were juggling my balls as a sport Niggas sleeping, damn right, Z is over your head But if you sleeping too long, then you turn to a corpse I'm from a place, they don't even call London bruddah They got suttin' in their sock, not bunions bruddah Niggas smoking on cabbage, then they turn to a cabbage 'Cus knives got mums cutting onions bruddah You get it And I ain't even warn be this way Just be home by 10, that's when demons play But if it ain't summer time, then be home by 6 Cah they'll do you up nice, in the meanest way Look I was fighting for my life as a yute I keep telling niggas I'm not a game Mummy pushed me through the snow No car, on the road She would look at me like I'm not a game Uh, I'm still a nigga from the gutter Who caused problems for their muddah Don't be playing darg I'm not a game I can look you in your eyes See the bitch in disguise, don't even bruddah Do you think you can play me Uh, real shit, I'm the definition Who else coming out of Croydon in this mint condition I don't smoke, I don't drink Ain't no country missions Never sold, never told when I been victim I mean police were acting booky, I was in the station Instead of asking how I feel, they ask affiliations And I was 4, they took my dad, he sat in cuffs for ages They muzzle him and wonder why we don't fuck with bacon Still the braids hang, shoes touching on the pavement And If I smiled at your ting, I'm touching more than bases Tek mi for joke, I'm Eddie Murphy - Trading Places I had this method how to steal but It wasn't no stainless And If I ain't got lunch money, then trust me, I'll take it I'm telling Mumzy, don't worry 'bout topping up for payment Seeing struggle makes finessing seem like an arrangement I seen hella tapes before I even got an agent I was fighting for my life as a yute I keep telling niggas I'm not a game Mummy pushed me through the snow No car, on the road She would look at me like I'm not a game Uh, I'm still a nigga from the gutter Who caused problems for their muddah Don't be playing darg I'm not a game I can look you in your eyes See the bitch in disguise, don't even bruddah Do you think you can play me
Writer(s): Jason Bailey Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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