Lyrics Lightwork Freestyle - M24

Lightwork Freestyle

I’m still chillin' where he got got, I don’t know what happened
All I heard was my man lost and he was over spazzin'
I heard I’m a cheeky fuck but the opps do loads of chattin'
Uh, uh, over madders
When they talk 'bout drillers, best mention us, we the winning team
This beef ain’t fair, we Barcelona, them man there coming like Leeds
Man ain’t bumming on the block 24's cah we’re out 'ere tryna get P’s
Bad ones drop to their knees for me 'cause she see I do my thing in the streets
Like, how you gonna talk about us when most of your friends been cut?
Then the other day, guys got luck when, when we creeped up and buck
Then in the dock, I was waiting on the judge, she went «Case closed»,
I bussed it
Late 30's, I woulda been touched, ching, quick 20, they ain’t touched it
They don’t know nuttin' 'bout drilling and smoke, I pull up in dingers and go
I done it in my lidge one too, in my lidge one I’ve left niggas on roads
Whack my man off the-, you shoulda seen the way he dropped, uh, uh
I can’t speak no more, how the drillers dem go
Done couple days in the station, my bro done months of sleepless nights
Every time I see my opp, I’ve jumped out cars and hopped off bikes
Man see us and act blind, Stevie Wonder, where’s mans eyes?
I’ve drilled and I’ve drilled again, consecutive days and consecutive nights
Man can’t talk about me, I mash hella work, I fully do ride
Man can’t vouch for the opps, they do not bang, they fully do lie
Heart of a lion, come test, and manna got so much pride
Stepped on blocks with bros, we lurk, tryna see a opp boy die
Talk on my name, get drilled, no wonder why
This is how man get killed, cah man love lie
I know they see me shine and they despise
But I’m still gon' shine anyway cah I’m that guy
I’m still chillin' where he got got, I don’t know what happened
All I heard was my man lost and he was over spazzin'
I heard I’m a cheeky fuck but the opps do loads of chattin'
Uh, uh, it was the over madders
Hella saucy drillers, plus hella saucy bitches
Too busy gettin' in guap, but we still put man in stitches
Man stay fly like pigeons, don’t believe me?
Ask your sisters
Saucy driller, they know, man slid off nuff gyal’s knickers
Since saucy drillers, everyone’s a saucy driller
We still the sauciest fucks, how 'bout that?
Go ask your niggas
I don’t have to talk 'bout drillings, yes, gang get round and dingers
AD own man respect, yes, everyday we do road with chingers
Since saucy drillers, everyone’s a saucy driller
We still the sauciest fucks, how 'bout that?
Go ask your niggas
I don’t have to talk 'bout drillings, yes, gang get round and dingers
AD own man respect, yes, everyday we do road with chingers
I don’t have no more opps cah dem man over there’s been tarnished
Dem mans been dropping like flies and us mans been causing carnage
«M24 ain’t drilling», Excuse me, I beg you pardon?
I was out there tryna drill and you was at home in your garden
Like how you gon' talk about me when I done it with spins?
With the spins
And how you gon' talk about us when I done with Slap?
In the dings
ADO, that’s love, JB, known for pullin' up with things
be swinging his fists, the same way he swinging his chings
About what do you mean?
Man do the drill then skeet
Man tek 'way his gyal from him 'cause all I wanna do is jeet
Drill and then man go back, do it and repeat
Drill and then man go back, man do it and repeat