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Free Imprint, Deca OTA and Nairao
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(Nairao)
Talking trauma
That shit means nothing to me
Graft from young
I ain't talking smoke
But I knew they ain't giving out
Nothing for free
Got to the crib round half past three
Smooth talk, get on your knees
Slopping me down, eyes rolling
Couldn't explain but it's nothing but glee
(Deca)
Glee, you've been talking enough
Now I need you to let things go
I gotta play this part, Ed Kelly
I pass like Belli' or the chance get smoked
I seen the best of the best turn false
That was terrible ways
That the bridge done broke
And That was back when
They'd treat me like a joke
It's kinda mad when the page unfolds
(Afu)
I was on a glide where we blaze with kin
So my girl can't talk about hoenn
She already knows I'm a loyal man
At least it's my outside showing
On the inside, I'm a demon
Devilish flow but heavenly bars
Devilish lyrics, heavily scarred
You can't shit cause
Your man will get parred
A young nigga in council flats
Now a young nigga that's making p's
They can't talk on Afu
No nigga can talk on me
I got my pen to pad like Kira
If you chat shit then
Your death come nearer
Two flicks and guns we call them maya
It might get jammin'
(Nairao)
Hearing smoke from a different bloke (mm,mm)
Have you ever seen a nitty down sniffing off coke?
Bro came with the egg white other side yolk
Man talking shit should've never just spoke
And the stars on ceiling come bespoke
Everyone just claims to be woke
But money's the mantle
No lay lay shit with me till you hear that I croak (ooh)
Felt lost in my head
Had no one to reach for help
The amount of times I was there
And you still didn't care about how I felt
So lost in my mind 'til where I was contemplating death
Wishing you'd be my angel
To help me get out this mess
All the visions that I had for a while
You'd think I'm running
This crazy world still
Is it a Birkin, or a Tesla
Or a cheque that's one in a mill?
Tired of playing these stupid games
Like baby
I need me something that's real
Antisocial kids from young
Times up now, that's how I feel
(Deca)
Jugg, countless trips we're taking
Bros baking in the back of the car
Jakes Steady persistent racing
They're chasing but they never get far
How many times did the scene get hot
And my bro saved it, call him Van Der Sar
Half-hearted yutes in the block
Wanna get started
They don't know who we are
Ex thinks I'm a narcissist
But I'm just heartless
And my mind's been scarred
Soon gangs gon' chart
And we won't stop the grinding
'Til they know I'm a star
When life got hard I'd take all my pain
And put it all in a bar
They're hating but it's only the start
Bro bro saved it, he was doing his part
Talking trauma
That shit means nothing to me
Graft from young
I ain't talking smoke
But I knew they ain't giving out
Nothing for free
Got to the crib round half past three
Smooth talk, get on your knees
Slopping me down, eyes rolling
Couldn't explain but it's nothing but glee
Glee, you been talking enough
Now I need you to let things go
I gotta play this part, Ed Kelly
I pass like Belli' or the chance get smoked
I seen the best of the best turn false
That was terrible ways that
The bridge done broke
And That was back when
They'd treat me like a joke
It's kinda mad when the page unfolds