Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cheerio, artist - S.A.S.Date of issue: 21.05.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Cheerio |
| Hook |
| Reppin' London Town out here |
| We go round-a-round the globe like merry-go |
| Kiss your fame goodbye, say «Cheerio» |
| Dipset, high commission is major, ay |
| Mayhem: |
| Like Doctor King, May had a dream, then I had a scheme |
| Now the streets call me King like the magazine |
| We got the keys to the city |
| Coppin' and shuttin' |
| Still moving keys through the city |
| F a crew, we living threat |
| So F your troops and your little Techs |
| We coppin' nukes on the Internet |
| I been a vet, made a stack and a few ends |
| Hustlin' packs, now May back like that new Benz |
| A few gems, jewels and ice |
| Shoes is right, back to the future Nikes |
| I run with dudes that’ll slap yo' kids (then what) |
| They’ll hang they ass off the balcony like Jacko did |
| I’m stressed to figure how he the bestest nigga |
| S.A.S. |
| is bigger, I beg to differ |
| We invading them tapes |
| Now the kids in the states say the kid is amazing like grace |
| Amen |
| Hook |
| Mega: |
| For the price of fame, icy chains |
| In a blink of a eye, Blood, ya life could change |
| Yeah, nights was strange, I was gettin' no sleep |
| But I had to hold heat, livin' in these cold streets |
| Down for spittin', bound to rip them |
| Yo they siad we was nice but we sounded different |
| Now you clowns is dissin', quit that chit-chat |
| Chain out in Marcy, you wouldn’t risk that |
| It’s kinda vivid though, was the life I was livin' bro |
| Came from Britian for spittin' but was flippin' to get the dough |
| You should listen and see the vision if you don’t get the flow |
| It’s a hustle, kids in the struggle, that’s who I’m reppin' fo' |
| This ain’t hard to write, my bars is tight |
| I ain’t tryna be locked behind bars, that’s right |
| Been through plenty wars, now I’m scarred for life |
| I’m like the American flag, I got stars and stripes, yeah |
| Hook |
| Mayhem: |
| F the U.K. rap scene, waitin' on a dream |
| I was in the crack scene waitin' on a fiend |
| Like we ain’t that team, as blatant as it seems |
| Catch me with the cap, lean, blazing on the green an' |
| Now I’m signed, you gon' see me grow |
| Into a songwriter, publisher, CEO |
| See me bro, the streets wanna see me blow |
| They acting young and restless like the TV show |
| Mega: |
| We went from a still crowd to hearin' them real lud |
| Yo it’s blatant, we blazin', we makin' 'em real proud |
| Inticipatin', awaitin' this ill sound |
| Mega never fakin', I’m statin' the real now |
| So act the wrong way, get clapped the arms spray |
| I got hits with the Dips and tracks with Kanye |
| But I’m still gutter cuz I’m still in the gutter |
| Keep my steel in the gutter when I’m dealing that butter |
| Oh |
| Hook |