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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Young Adz
Young Adz
Vocals
Dirtbike LB
Dirtbike LB
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Young Adz
Young Adz
Composer
Dirtbike LB
Dirtbike LB
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Handz Beatz
Handz Beatz
Producer
Hotton Harold
Hotton Harold
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Yeah, first time I met my nigga L's, I was slidin' First time I trapped in Wasbo, shit was violent (uh-huh) First time I bagged a whole nine, it was tiring (Handz Beatz) First time I saw a shh, I knew it'll be a lifer (on God) First time we hit a lick and brodie was the driver (yeah, yeah) First stick I saw was offish, it was a .9-er (yeah, yeah) First family that I saw solid, that was Beezo's First time I linked my sister's ex, I grabbed a kilo, gang, gang (for real) 80 racks the dealer paid in a day (uh-huh) Took the Range to Yiannimize and got it painted in grey (yeah) First time I prayed to God for him to take me away (nah) Was as a kid, probably talkin' about seven or eight (no lie) Ended up growin' a G.O.A.T., but I was left to the wolves (yeah) Half a kilo on my neck, I'm 'bout to step in the pool (splash) Hundred and seventy-five thousand revs in this sport 625 BHP, I might buy Leila a horse (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) I said if I ruled the world, yeah, yeah (what would you do? What would you do?) I'd bring all my ones (my niggas) Legalise our guns I promise VVS diamonds, no pearls (VVS1) Believe that, yeah (colour D) My nuts hang like a squirrel (like a squirrel, yeah) If I ruled the world, world (yeah) They see me on the main stage and wanna understand the rage (uh-huh) Gotta take you where I'm from to understand my brain (yeah) Southside chingings and them bootings broad day (yeah, yeah) He just left Friday prayer, but the Devil's in his face (uh) Olders supposed to protect us, but they just sent us to the grave Wes could've gave me grub and sent me to the cage (no lie) Instead, he put me on a flight to go meet Jada face-to-face (no lie) Then we just formed D-Block Europe, now I'm paid all off my pain (ski) Talkin' on the smart, my nigga told me, "Go hard, go far" Go Marbs 'cause I can only go the yard (uh-huh) Go on a plane and go and see what I can't This pain, I wish you never feel No regrets, mummy still convinced her son could never kill Catchin' bodies and not gettin' caught is such a special skill If I ain't caught a case with him then I can't say he'll never squeal But that's my brother, I'll put faith in him, that's real Keep my sword and own my shield for them rainy days If I ruled the world (more time, what would you do?) Gonna legalise all our guns (please) I don't wanna lose no more mashes VV diamonds, no pearls, believe that I'd bring all my ones All my ones will make it My uncle died up in his sleep (yeah) That shit could've turned me weak (uh) Instead, I'll smoke a forest, this ain't broccoli, but it's green I keep turnin' to Allah, "Bismillah," before I eat She tell me, "More, just say your story, you feelin' sore?" I say, "Miskeen" You don't need no reassurance, we official, fuck this IG (yeah) And I don't even post these Pateks, they're boring, so politely (word) Unless he talkin' mills, I ain't on pills, it don't excite me (on God) Other skills, brought works up in the middle, she just said, "It's way too much" (let's get it) Put a mop up on the block and broski flame you up (oh) He preed your spot for couple months and now your game is up (yeah) Overseas, we steppin', Goddy got the flick And now we got the switches on the blick (skrrt) Just keep me out the middle, I loved you hard, I love you both (word) Went from trappin' hard to rappin' hard, and now I give you hope (hope) And now it's quarter mill on stones I just hope you fuckin' love me 'fore I'm gone (word) If I ruled the world (more time, what would you do?) Gonna legalise all our guns (please) I don't wanna lose no more mashes VV diamonds, no pearls, believe that I'd bring all my ones All my ones will make it
Writer(s): Ricky Banton, Hans Sidhu, Adam Williams Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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