album cover
Paree
374
Alternative Rap
Paree è stato pubblicato il 30 maggio 2026 da NDO come parte dell'album Proverbs 1:7
album cover
Data di uscita30 maggio 2026
EtichettaNDO
LinguaEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM63

Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sav NDO
Sav NDO
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sav NDO
Sav NDO
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The Vault OB
The Vault OB
Engineer

Testi

She's asking me all these questions
I don't wanna say who I was before
Cocaine on the kitchen counter
Drug misuse, got cats on the floor
I've only been here for an hour
And I got all the other dealers telling me that it's war
They should've put me in power
Choking up powder, arguing with my next door
Neighbour, real money maker
Grew up in Highfield, straight from Grenada
I'm in Snowdon, looking at nature
I'm in a restaurant, chatting to the waiter
Sipping on cocktail, waiting for oxtail
After the drinking, I watch my behaviour
I was in the streets for so long
And I had an encounter, he is my saviour
Just kicked the bitch out the B&B
I don't care if you're bad and you're feeling me
Try follow the best I can
But all that badness is just stealing me
There's only two n****s that I can see
That's real as me
My lil' n****, Traps he's the same as me
I got his mum and my mum blaming me
My n**** Flash will shoot up your vacancy
Wait and see
She's asking me all these questions
I don't wanna say who I was before
Cocaine on the kitchen counter
Drug misuse, got cats on the floor
I've only been here for an hour
And I got all the other dealers telling me that it's war
They should've put me in power
Cooking up powder, arguing in my next door
Neighbour, real money maker
Grew up in Hatful, straight from Grenada
I'm in Snowdon, looking at nature
I'm in a restaurant, chatting to the waiter
Sipping on cocktail, waiting for oxtail
After the drinking, I watch my behaviour
I was in the streets for so long
And I had an encounter, he is my saviour
It's a four hour journey to Paris
Out to the ferry with my n***a Mali
If they ever let me in the United States
I'ma get me a licence to carry
I do to the T and got married
Linked up from Hatful to Mani
I'm stepping in France, Polizia, Glantz
Another black key on the bally
I'm crossing the border, flows kinda warmer
Did it in a SV, I got PTSD from the corner
My body feels cold, cause I left my heart
I can't even, I'm in Paris, my shit
I'm in Paris, my ears
Written by: Sav NDO
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out􀆄 copy􀐅􀋲

Loading...