| Bando got me eating good
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| I’m a rapper now I’m sleeping good
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| Mhm
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| Brr
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| Ba- Ba- Ba- Bando got me eating good, never thought they’d free me up
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| Mumzy used to beat me up, I never showed my teacher love
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| Pops locked inside, it used to eat me up
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| Niggas go inside and lose their mind, it can be deep as fuck
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| We just got that different feeling, hit 'em with a bigger meaning
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| Trap house flippin' freezing, rap shit staying greasy
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| Make it look easy, can’t believe they took Deezy
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| Fucking up the game now they should see me
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| Go- God’s clever, can’t believe he took Tekka
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| Creating diamonds out of hood pressure, mobbin' with some good fellas
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| Small timers and pub sellers
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| Ge- Ge- Get you a brick on tick, I’m really tryna push hemmies
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| I got packs on my lap doing up chemist
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| I’ma make the hood blemish, ayo, I’m done telling
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| Time to show 'em what I’m selling (Ho- Ho- Ho- Hood reppin')
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| They ain’t levelling with energies they in heaven
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| I ain’t coming second
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| Niggas aimed and missed a bunch of Beckhams'
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| Manchester Country reppin'
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| Hood steppin'
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| Catch me out of country with a pumpy or a lovely weapon
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| I’d rather dash it than sell it, so true I couldn’t tell it
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| It’s getting real close I can smell it
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| Had me on the wing doing Tekken
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| Ayo, it’s fucked when you lose your bredren
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| Gotta show my blessings (Bl- Bl- Bl- Blessings)
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| R.I.P. |
| Don Juan, I can’t believe another one’s gone
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| I just need a number one song, then my hood’s gone
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| Fuck the police we used to run from
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| I got love for the struggle cause it’s really what I come from
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| (Love for the struggle cah it’s really what I come from)
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| (C- C- C- Cah it’s really what I come from)
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| Youngins tryna rob guys, eat shit and pop guys
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| No lob-side, one side, my side
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| Bet I gotta fly high, no more mister nice guy
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| Got me kickin' knowledge I’m a wise guy
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| Now’s feeling like the right time
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| Got a couple bangers in the pipeline
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| All I’ve ever known is getting money off a white line
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| Ro- Robberies in the nightime
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| Got me hittin' missions on a sideline
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| You couldn’t picture the vision of what my minds like
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| Dick dick Dingers and spinners a day in my life
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| Can’t connect the reception with no WiFi
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| Pull up in a stolen got them thinkin' it’s a drive-by
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| I remember sitting in jail watching TV, days used to fly by
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| Came home, now they watching me, it’s my time
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| (Now they watching me it’s my time)
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| Trap got me living nice, came out, I’m living life
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| Missus and my sister fly, put it on my friggin' life
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| Niggas ain’t livin' right, all them sales off a little bike
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| Now it’s five to life for a bit of white
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| (Fi- Fi- First strike I remember shotting on my dirt bike)
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| (Pulling up on plugs like, «What's the work like? «)
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| (Wha- Wha- What’s the work like?)
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| (Trap got me living nice, trap got me living nice)
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| Trap got me living nice, trap got me living nice
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| Trap got me living nice, trap got me living nice |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song God's Clever , by - Meekz. Song from the album Can't Stop Won't Stop, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп