lirik lagu d-block europe - patek pain
[intro: young adz]
charge it all to the game, chin up, chest out
a dish and razor blade, i’m ’bout to strech now
f~ck all that gangster talk, you know i get you stretched out
[verse 1: young adz]
charge it all to the game, chin up, chest out
a dish and razor blade, i’m ’bout to strech now
f~ck all that gangster talk, you know i get you stretched out
she with a south london n~gga, she don’t miss her ex now
diamonds in the patek got her wet now
my n~ggas in the pen got me upset now
n~ggas know it’s do or die, she with the set now
richard mille, ap, patek, yeah
just prayed my og’s janazah, sh~t had me feelin’ weird
when he the reason we was runnin’ ’round, weren’t showin’ fear
only complain to allah, ain’t tryna show no~one my tears
took my shahada at 13 cases in couple years
my bro just lost his little cousin, he got boared down
was only 14, caught him lackin’, chest torn out
but this the life we live, we at the devil’s door now (splash)
made adult decisions as kids that we feel all now
my other n~gga’s dad been dyin’ for a couple months
when i salam him, squeeze him tighter with a different hug
disabled sister, mummy made dua but she feel stuck
we make salah and pray in silence, don’t believe in luck (yeah)
i see ’em cappin’ on the ‘net, i’m like “i know you, boy”
do gangster sh~t and hide in silence, man, i know them boys
head~hunters (heads), trophy boys (trophies)
bring the ‘matic and that dotty, make a load of noise, mad
[chorus: young adz]
when you get older, you get wiser, you just see that sh~t in foresight, d~mn
my n~ggas pull up with them hammers, got them cl!cks just like a p~rn site, man
still no regrets but woulda changed it when i’m lookin’ back in hindsight, mad
my body clean, i’m in the gym, i’m makin’ prayers, got my mind right (got my mind right)
[verse 2: dirtbike lb]
tell your daughter she can hit me up for anything, wallahi, i mean anything (wallahi)
every time i pick my cup up, every time i pour these drugs up, i’m about to let the devil in
first, i earned mummy’s crib (yeah)
we buy these watches, diamonds, pain, we had enough (had enough)
you made us change, we blew a fifth and that’s a dub (that’s a dub)
you taught me how to pray, you brought me to islam and that’s the realest from above (word)
we buyin’ watches, buyin’ houses, buyin’ guns (what’s up?)
and i’ma hide these demons, tonight, i’m pourin’ up
this world is on my shoulders and i ain’t givin’ up (givin’ up)
i done this for my soldiers grindin’, feelin’ stuck
i’m at the crib, i’m chillin’, me and chapo, i don’t really know just where my mind’s at (man)
i’ma spoil you with loyalty and i don’t ever want no f~ckin’ time back (d~mn)
[chorus: young adz]
when you get older, you get wiser, you just see that sh~t in foresight, d~mn
my n~ggas pull up with them hammers, got them cl!cks just like a p~rn site, man
still no regrets but woulda changed it when i’m lookin’ back in hindsight, mad
my body clean, i’m in the gym, i’m makin’ prayers, got my mind right (prayers, got my mind right)
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