Cooli
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I might spit when I walk that's walkie talkie
Don't like police nah don't like porkie
You don't know me I don't know what you thought g
That pack dead I don't know what you bought g
Pack come smelly
Bars dem new like deli
Main ting called and I pick up the pick up the celly
Bout to get shelly
Going for the gut yeah going for the belly
Going for the jackpot going for the prize
I just wanna win you can see it in my eyes
I just wanna live no I don't wanna die like
I just wanna whip whip I just wanna ride
I be like the sun cuh you see the way I shine
Spittin on time yeah spraying them rhymes
Spittin that shit, schooled them back to the bits
Call me ashcar burnt like track to a crisp
Act bad get hard slap or a fist
Back strap that then I piff piff piff
Who's that oh it's that Ashbeck kid
I think he spits, yeah I heard he did
He's kinda hard yeah word he's sick
Nah he a wasteman heard he a prick
(Nah nah he a wasteman heard he a prick)
How they when they don't know the half of it
My team you can't be a part of it
Hop in the vive and then I'm departin' it
Step in my yard and I'm barkin' it
Get in my crib and I slap on a song
And I bun a zubby to the long
Said that you been tryna get it
Brudda you be taking long
Tryna multiply my credit
Give something back to my mum
She did so much I can't forget it
Didn't clock when I was young
Took me a lot man I cared, If I have a job I get it done
My ego hungry but I fed it, confident that I'm the one
She sent a snap but I ain't read it
I'm too fuckin' high
My chooser fetch this year they spreadin'
I'm just tryna get mine
I ain't wasting no time
I be making my mind up
Can't you see I'm tryna shine
Can't you see I'm tryna shine
I need that AP for timin'
Wanna get paid off this rhymin'
Bruddas be lost and we findin'
Time go to hard we rewindin'
Making my way to the top from the floor
Work on my self are you working on yours
I'm tryna hit there goes they talking courts
I've got some tunes but I swear I need more
Putting in effort it come from the core
And I'm putting in more
Tryna get in man
Wizzy wocky tryna chef it man
Writing writing with a steady hand
I might smoke another couple grams like
Dank that we breathin'
I'm high like the ceiling
They didn't believe me but now they gone see me
I'm finding balance, I'm talkin' wheelie
Cuz I like a challenge
I like to cheat see
Come try n' beat me
My life on repeat
My jacket's a chinny
She sweet like tahini
My jacket's a chinny
Sweet like tahini, she sweet like tahini (yuh yuh)