Lyrics Practice Hours - Double S, Shocka

Practice Hours

Look, look, handing out flows
Yeah Double I’m the plug, they’re like «Double, you’re heavy
I know you’re ready with the grub», I’ve got the God flow
They’re hailing me up, two fingers in the air
And raising them up, millionaire boys
That’s due to be us, billionaire boys
I’m joining the club, they know that I do it
Just because, sex on my birthday
I’m tryna be cakey as fuck
Ha, you know we send global
Gimmee a couple months, Double I’ma be immobile
I don’t chat much, no a brudda ain’t vocal
But I’ve got the sort of flow to make you do the Bogle
Gyal holler a brudda, I get phone calls
Yeah we both got tings, mine ain’t local
Uh, if me and Shocka wanna do a madness
We just tell G line up the pro tool
I beat the boydem la, from bubbler
You better hide your girl, 'cause I might trouble her
I got the Air Force
We got hit after hit for every summer yo
I’m talking year after year, we come back again
Chicks might leave but they run back again
I’ve got that good D that can make 'em come back again
Good D to make them contact a friend
Call me S-H-O, C-K the A
M-V-L, yeah we pave the way
For youngers to come through and see cake today
I’m like «little nigga, please rate the wave»
I’ve been here from '09, please mate, behave
It’s Shocka and Double S
Two names in it, our name rings innit?
When it comes to flows we do things wid it
Yo when it comes to flow, we do tings wid it
We’re like Jigga wid it 'cause we got the blueprint wid it
Me and limits like fifteen and woo kid it
Man ah really gone from zero to a hundred in a minute
I’m a straight savage, I’m abusive wid it
I’m a winner wid it, there’s no losing wid it
Got it under control, I be cruising wid it
Ah, 'ey Shocka, come through, kill it
Everybody used to talk about a knife or a gun in grime
We come in grime, and then we started running grime
We’re the first group to have a bit of fun in grime
'Ey Doubs, they ain’t done what you done in grime
You see the freeway, we haven’t done one in time
Where’s Vee?
I think I got one in mind
All greed I might come in line
2017 is running time, ah
I be the flow F-A-R, D-A
Yeah I take it F-A-R
If I ain’t here I be in the A-I-R
Them man are A-I-R
To be honest, I know they hate but they rate my bars
And labels got me on the R-D-A-R
Them man try but it’s a P-A-R
You might see me in a Mercedes C-A-R
Another year, we up the B-A-R
For the P-A-P-E-R
I don’t care about a H-A-T-E-R
I’m a S to the T-A-R
And I’ma go F-A-R
With no radio and no PR
Shout out AR, we gon' H-A-R
Jheeze
Yeah, it’s the gyaldem trigger
Might see me and the mandem pull up
Double S, I’ve never been a shoulda woulda coulda
Nigga, everybody eats 'till the gangdem full up
Yeah, cuh we’re way too iller
On the CDs no they ain’t no filler
Tell my peng ting to
Then I got brain in the car
That’s how you head to the dinner
But, but, let’s get back to the bars
You might see us if you look up, ah we’re actually stars
It’s kings and queens and 2017
You might think it’s yours but it’s actually ours
Nah, you might that you’re hard
But really, that’s not who you actually are
Been hot with it, Double I’m a blast from the past
Now me, Shocks are back to back with the pars
Shows after shows, they got conquered
Clothes after clothes, we got sponsors
I give them flows after flows with no-nonsense
I kill a spitter and sleep with no conscience
And, nowadays everybody acts consciously
Don’t believe the hype, it’s all nonsense
There’s only a few that’s holy and true
Most of them are phony, you know that it’s true
I ain’t gonna lie, my Roley is due
When I’ma board on you with the whole of my crew
Eat like a king, you know how we do
Plantain, rice, and stew
Catch me in flames, we don’t play games
No indirects, I say a man’s name
Simple and plain, I don’t wear chains
It’s time to use our brains