Dead Mates

Sick day ones in their feeling With my day ones don't need em (yeah yeah) Sick day one in their feeling With my day ones don't need em (yeah yeah) Were sick of fuck boys in their feeling With my day one don't need em (yeah yeah) Were sick of fuck boys in their feeling With my day one don't need em (yeah yeah) Were sick of fuck boys in their feeling With my day one don't need em (yeah yeah) Were sick of fuck boys in their feeling With my day one don't need em (yeah yeah) Ahh I was up and down on the block with gs dem This ain't a film its the east end When babies turn to men they feeding Judge you on your crimes before they judge you on achievements Fuck reality how dare you call it cliché Till it's your son done up on the screen mate No, you can't take it back like a DJ Careful how your stepping when you talk about these streets mate Sick and Tired of these fuck boys in their feelings Use to be my gs and now it treason Really I don't wanna know the reason You just Lucky I don't burn you with no season Love up in my heart I gotta leave it Just some fucked up shit I gotta deal with G up in my veins you best believe it If I never say it I can feel it Were sick of fuck boys in their feeling With my day one don't need em (yeah yeah) Sick of fuck boys in their feeling With my day one don't need em (yeah yeah) Were sick of fuck boys in their feeling With my day one don't need em (yeah yeah) Sick of fuck boys in their feeling With my day one don't need em (yeah yeah) My girl wants to double date I just wanna double up 20 chicken nuggets that's a dip and duck There holding feelings, not ps need to give it up If everyday dead you need to live it up Always sleeping on your dreams What you sleeping for Its same mirror image, What you see you saw You make it Rain and Thunder you really think your thor? I'll see you in Vallaha when it rains it pours Since fourteen wanted Free them all Should stuck to plan why you pass the ball Cut the serpent at the neck with Valyrain steel (wooh) Funny buzz yeah the turbulence real Jerk chicken on the coast of Negril Rockstar Jamaican yeah that Jamrock feel R.I.P Nicholas yeah my boy killed Crosses pour holy water pon the profit Put pon some gospel they'll rather hear the gossip We all know the truth you run from it Crosses Put pon the gospel you'll rather hear the Gossip We all the truth you run from it honest (its annoying man) Were sick of fuck boys in their feeling With my day one don't need em (yeah yeah) Sick of fuck boys in their feeling With my day one don't need em (yeah yeah) Were sick of fuck boys in their feeling With my day one don't need em (yeah yeah) Sick of fuck boys in their feeling With my day one don't need em (yeah yeah) Yeah yeah Yeah yeah