lirik lagu deep green – faxx & flows part 1
[verse]
i’ve seen light days and dark ones
spend my days getting light in and dark gone
and apart from a few l’s and a couple chases
you could say i’ve had a calm run
look i was spending h~lla money like it can’t dun
wish i would’ve banked every penny, that’s a large sum
now i’m saving some for them rainy days
i ain’t putting mileage on them creps, i’ve got ’em parked up
let me build my dawg up, twist it then i spark up
gyal saw the rings on my fingers, now she’s starstruck
n~ggas tryna draw me out, they wanna ill~strate
but i just keep a tunnel vision on my dinner plate
these man are sleeping but i’ve been awake
blacked out in the range, trap house rearranged
if it’s p’s then i’m possibly involved
i lie in bed thinking about my nokia ringtone
i ain’t a rapper, i just know how to rhyme words
can’t fly a plane but i know how to fly birds
just free my n~ggas ay, and give ’em nfa
and let ’em walk from the trial cause of time served
turn snitch, likkle man i’d rather die first
if i’m writing suttin down on paper, that’s a tight verse
jakes raid the crib, pray that there’s nuttin deya
hopped out the range, your b~tch thought i was a footie player
all these diamonds on me, i don’t need to be a dancer
but nipsey got no ice like j hus’ fanta
soon buss him down, all money in, no money out
all wet like it chucked it down
like what’s the motive? getting lots of notes in
tryna dodge the sweat box, feeling claustrophobic
pure cameras on my strip like my block’s evolving
got me saying “what the f~ck? good job i noticed”
i came a long way from that red punto
look i’m only going home if the feds come though
i ain’t even going home when this z’s done bro
cah i need to reload, need to get some more
h~lla racks on the bedroom floor
3310, this a retro phone
so many diamonds in my dial man, it’s hard to see the face
bro it’s coming like m huncho
punchlines, i’m a local lad, there’s no cunch lines
i ain’t known to brag, well maybe sometimes
missed call, phone him back cause that’s my bud guy
real life, never been a dream, rip cling like a guillotine
pure action, figurine, big brick, need a triple beam
i ain’t into chilling man, i intervene or maybe intercept
let me rap a little intellect
make it discharge if you disrespect
might bill a head with b&h, no cigarette
i’m talking harley and bronx, my little n~ggas dem
make a hundred bags, you better reinvest
cause if i heard you had it and you blew it, i won’t be impressed
born and grew in sheffield, i’ll always be in sheff
always shouting “asap, free my g’s from pen”
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