Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Pirlo , by - Capo Lee. Song from the album Why Not, Pt. 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 03.11.2016
Record label: Capo Lee
Song language: English
Pirlo |
| Laying in bed and I still overthink |
| Tossing and turning, thinking money |
| Weighing up verses and plan B |
| Tryna reverse it and live clean |
| Have food on the circuit, bro 15 |
| Tunes on deck and I just wanna work |
| I’ve been doing this from emerging from out the scene |
| Man from the ends that didn’t have faith |
| See me on flyers when they get backstage |
| Everyting calm when I jump onstage |
| North of the border, I rep them ways |
| Life gets hard, time’s flying by |
| From the day that you’re born, been a mountain climb |
| I still have bars and a badboy flow |
| Even if I don’t get around in time, I’m calm |
| I still know man that buss their gun |
| And finger their girl with the firing arm, yeah |
| Scared money don’t make no money |
| So we grind on the road from night till the morn |
| Ain’t got a choice, man trap when it’s bait |
| Write two bars, then I go back to my base |
| Virgo baby, stuck in my ways |
| With the tightest flow |
| Man don’t |
| With your dead little song that you’re dragging around |
| Duppy the beats, man ain’t got a clue |
| Till I come through pap-pap-papping off rounds |
| Then I’m gone like a drive-by |
| Talking grime, me a go find out |
| If you’re talking, money, man find out |
| 24/7, don’t know about time out |
| You’ve got food in the trap? |
| Man find out |
| Get the drop, man run in your hideout |
| Festival season, splash it and hide out |
| They can’t flex in my face, I’m onsite now |
| I’m around here, you can’t get a rhyme out |
| I don’t sleep at night, I’m a night owl |
| I go back to the trap, put the mic down |
| I was sat in my car when I wrote this |
| I came back with blatant hunger |
| Breaking through then arranging numbers |
| I might change my number |
| On the regime that I’m training under |
| Pattern myself like a Christmas jumper |
| Man get liff was a banger |
| Swear down, even made Mystry wonder |
| Old school like DJ Wonder |
| I try my best more time but I know |
| That I don’t make the smartest move |
| I’m old school like Heartless Crew |
| I bring vibes when I step in the place |
| So I’m like Pirlo when I’m passing through |
| You ain’t clocked? |
| I’m a darkskin too |
| 45 in the air, that’s the party poop |