lirik lagu ya (uk) - cultivation
[verse 1: ya]
i got ninety~nine problems, one of them ain’t getting boxed in
you’re not a grafter sat in gardens window watching
it gets sticky up north, are you ready, are you locked in?
sixteen z in my hands and i ain’t boxing
we were little kids, doing mazzas on chory peds
then it went to doing missions in designer treads
i ain’t hanging up my boots, i’m hanging up these leds
what’s a thousand grams? you ever seen a thousand z’s?
they don’t wanna see us win, i still win regardless
been through it all, no wonder why i’m heartless
me and a, we done mazzas on the roadside
don’t believe your favourite mc cah he’s harmless
i felt lost when i were hungry, doing burglaries
and i felt comfy kicking jiggas in my burberry’s
i’m tryna build my foundations, not burn a bridge
but if he’s showing disrespect then i’ma burn that bridge
i lost the ‘mount of times i’ve been stabbed in the back
i go grab my grips, i don’t cook no crack
ten~ten birds with the maddest of back
right hand on her hip, left hand on the trap
money on my mind now, i can never slack
for the money that i blew, i gotta make it all back
free jinna, he’s a ripper, got him riding a lap
if i ever took your doors, you ain’t getting ’em back
[verse 2: marky b]
i’m from the land of the formbys, ringered up chories
i stick with the facts, set man’ll tell stories
f~ck what the law is, hitting one~forties
my pal from the block’ll show you what a four~four is
i got afghan, i don’t mean dan
coming with the fire man, i don’t mean sam
see me on the telly, i don’t mean gram
i be just chilling, wanna be a free man
free man, free man, free wes in the can
free t, free jack, free the rest of the man
see me, i be sitting too blessed to be gang
but i wanna take a minute for the rest of the fam
wanna sit back, relax and see to my graft
never see me capping, gotta stick to the facts
f~ck rap, f~ck clout, f~ck a million plaques
i were brought up with nothing, want a million stacks
they be chatting nonsense, dying for the clout
if i started chatting weed, they wouldn’t know what i’m on about
looking to the sky when i tell ’em there’s a drought
and they wanna talk bad, they’ve not a clue about a round
never took a chase and they never took a race
never seen a cell, never even caught a case
you can ask gully ’bout the charges faced
been up in crown court and the magistrates
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