뮤직 비디오
유사한 곡
크레딧
실연 아티스트
Benny Banks
실연자
작곡 및 작사
Benny Banks
작곡가
Chistoffer Marcussen
작곡가
Benjamin F Hannington
송라이터
프로덕션 및 엔지니어링
Palaze
프로듀서
가사
Ah
Banks
Aight
Its gon' be aite
Yeah, look
I come through like I own this shit
I own my shit, ownership, I hope you know this shit
I fuck a ting from Pornhub, I bet you know that bitch
But I don't ever kiss and tell, I can't expose no bitch
Where would I be without my drugs? (Fuck)
Money ain't enough, I need happiness and love
I need people I can trust at times, loneliness is fucked
But I would rather be alone than mixed up, it's nuts
I got youngins that I'm younger than
I went through trials and tribulations as a younger man
First man in my gang to see a hundred grand
Rich people problems, you wouldn't understand
I'm still out here on some shit, trying to feed my fam
Weed so loud that my neighbours asked to keep it down
Maybe I'm too old for this game, I feel like Peter Pan
Fuck spendin' money on drip, I need a piece of land
In the teahouse, sweatin', I ain't stopped for days
Whole block stinkin' of gelato, I don't fuck with haze
Holler at my brother, mate if you wan't some flake
I aint gotta fuck with cocaine, I got bud for days
Runnin' through these rentals with my brother flames
I aint a shooter but I punch you in your fucking face
Raising up a storm, I ain't riding, waves, flow still hot
Like I popped it in the microwave
My bro's either balling or they crashing
Either one they do, they do with passion
Richest man I met told me never follow fashion
He had mill's up in the bank and left his trainers looking battered
Dealing with the matters, bag upon my jacket
I'm still tryin' to find a balance, lunchtime, sandwiches in Harrods
Hit me up for clout I get you covered up in claret
Now repeat after me like a motherfuckin' parrot
No cap when I rap, I'm only giving you facts
The way I run through a pack, I need a platinum plaque
I got to work on my jacks, and hit the curb for some cash
I went from Barnet to Milton Keynes searching for cats
No cap when I rap, I'm only giving you facts
The way I run through a pack
No sleep man, I barely get naps
I got weedheads moving like cats
Ask akh, I get rid of forty-one like it's crack
Fake love everywhere that I go
If I don't get it off my friends it's probably off of my hoes
If she never had no use then I would leave her alone
But right now she's sucking dick and she's cleaning my clothes
And if he didn't put in work, then I'd be sending him home
Hustle hard or would you rather be broke
Whatever's floating your boat
You ain't no plug if you ain't buying in bulk
I owe my plug 25 and he's still flying me loads
I just stay inspired off my past
My own people seen me starving, they still left me there to starve
Certified banks, your favourite rapper, know my bars
I've been rapping ten years and still ain't bought a fuckin' yard
Look, had to start again and then start again
Then I had to start again again, and then start again
Feeling like I'm back at half-time and missed half the game
On this journey I lost half my mates
In a room full of family but I feel out of place
Everybody tell me that it's love but all I feel is hate
All I see is snakes, it's like I can't escape
Wake up and smell the coffee or you won't relate
Wake up and smell the coffee or you won't relate
Writer(s): Benjamin F Hannington, Benny Banks, Chistoffer Marcussen
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