Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Young Adz
Young Adz
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Adam Nathaniel Williams
Adam Nathaniel Williams
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Eight8
Eight8
Producer
Hotton Harold
Hotton Harold
Mixing Engineer
Ob Mus1c
Ob Mus1c
Producer
R14 Beats
R14 Beats
Producer
Savant
Savant
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah Bought a few brizzies and bought a couple smokes He knee-deep in the field, but he just wants some hope Never taught my niggas business, hang me 'til I choke Life gets hard, akh, you gotta take it as it goes I remember bein' broke all the time Three times, just puttin' nitties on my phone Now I'm up in Hatton, I'm shoppin' for Everose Failed a thousand times, stayed solid and didn't fold You know how the story goes You run that bag up and you watch hella people change You never used to call me for money, so who's the same? I ain't never forced a fiend to smoke nothin' so who's to blame? This ain't Top Boy, in my hood, man really do Dushane I told my dawg, "Before you rise it, check the aim" My dawg uncle went out wrong and started using 'caine Sold his mash, middle of the beef, he lost his brains If you think you can trust family, then you best think again Fam in good health, I can't complain Drove past the blocks where I used to serve Jermaine Brudda took Shahada, now I feel like he's born again But the opps ain't hearin' nothin', they won't ever turn the page Had to wipe the tears off my mother's face Made Dua for OG cah he got duppy ways My dawg land road and said, "Who's got grub?" again Said he wanna go to Portsmouth, I said, "Brudda, times have changed" If we're talkin' facts then it's cap It's principles now, but bro got birded for a rat By the time you done your bird, nobody even gang Lookin' at you weird for stickin' to the plan Get a plan and stick with it, or get a stick and plan Smokin' at the table, had to use a different hand This bujj been in Dubai, little brodie got a tan Caught speedin' with my daughter, tryna put me on a ban When you keep goin' and goin', you'll feel defeated You ever took a loss, and you're like, brodie, I didn't need this? 'Member hittin' all these rappers up, I needed features Now I ain't even turn up at MOBO's, declined the speeches Peep this, my lady my weakness Fuck around, go shoppin' and might end up where the beach is Youngin in the trap, eyes wide open, he don't know where her teeth is You wanna take the train back home, go home, bro, you don't need this Man in the mirror, man in the coupe Middle of the winter, lean stains my Canada Goose Could've sold out years ago but sat with the truth And brought the wave to the UK like I planned in my youth See me and LB don't stop for nothin', we plan us a move Gilera to the GXR on the back as a yute Free Stains one day, like, man, that will do Before we linked cuzzy and he turned an ounce into two Turn the rage into pain, turn the pain into pounds Put the pounds on the plane, brought Gelato to South Are you hearin' me out? Dargie, are you hearin' me now? No cap, what's the deal? I don't want you 'round me If I gotta sit you down and coach you how to be real Came fresh with a factory seal Akh's been dealin' for a minute but he back on the field (back on the field)
Writer(s): Rhys Harley, Eight8 Beats, D-block Europe Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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