Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Project Living 2, artist - MischiefDate of issue: 02.01.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Project Living 2 |
| Duck tape and cling |
| Dem man Re gone get you ah caution |
| Get caught wit mine, its straight to the wing (Free up!) |
| I don’t really like drama |
| But if its dat, its filled to the brim (Fill it, Fill it!) |
| Give da' green to my young boys (Yes!) |
| I just stand dere' and watch you swim (Drown!) |
| Trapped in |
| It was kway back then last day ain’t took ah risk (risk it) |
| Big weight look Wilson Fisk (kingpin) |
| Ain’t picked up no less since (no) |
| Mix Cola and dat soda |
| What they know about making drinks? |
| (sweet one) |
| Feds scoped me through them tints |
| Now I’m in the lockup taking prints (ahhh) |
| Ment things |
| It was man tryna burn his skin (no sun tan) |
| I was first to bring that dots out |
| Ask opps how corn got linged (ling that) |
| Man ball, don’t need no gym |
| Still run through scales and cling (trappy) |
| Double up this raw, cats say it’s mint (bosh that) |
| Ain’t got up all of a sudden |
| Tell them it was all progression (progress) |
| And that re its all for me (face that) |
| In court tryna get possession (no supply) |
| Bang weight with no instructor |
| Can’t miss my morning session (can't) |
| Got up and got them numbers |
| Being broke weren’t in the question (never) |
| Raps drill but he ain’t done none (nothing) |
| See them and there days are done (done) |
| Can’t leave racks in my drum (murked) |
| Lost few when my whip got spun (jarring) |
| Turn up wit tools, they waste us ling that’s once (litty) |
| This hoe can’t get this d |
| She moves too dumb (kerb that) |
| It come like I don’t like this rap ting |
| Cause ah nigga still out 'ere (Lurking!) |
| But ah man can’t rap if ah man just don’t get round 'dere (Mmm!) |
| See dem man rap about waps |
| Not one of dem man rap facts |
| And they can’t get 'dere hands on smoke |
| Come like they got dem ah drought 'dere |
| Still dem ah talk about drillings (Drillings) |
| While ah nigga still sin, Really out 'ere project living (I'm out 'ere!) |
| Move weight, anytime man step |
| None of my guys do gymming (Really tho) |
| Real gunja kat, Man I might roll up while you billing (Ha Ha) |
| You don’t wanna see it, it’s long (Long) |
| LD smoke like Bong (Bow!) |
| I was on the road with chops |
| Now he’s on the wing like Chong (Free Him) |
| I heard dem mans fucking wit dem man, How you gonna do man wrong? |
| (How you gonna do man wrong?) |
| Smoke man till he look cray, still show man what I’m really on |
| Shell down every estate |
| Still do it like we do it on stage (Gang!) |
| Bro had choice of the sten-trey |
| Bro just did it with the gauge |
| Been doing up road |
| And I know every Opp-Block like Waze (Mmm!) |
| And dem boy dere' too redeye (Redeye) |
| So me and dem boys split ways (Forreal) |
| Look, I had enough of these kids |
| They tryna draw me out, I’m no pic (Pic) |
| I got ah Rolex on my wrist |
| And ah flick-knife where I shit! |
| Look, I draw blood then I make money |
| And I’m happy taking these risks |
| I mashed a one works with ST |
| And these donuts thought it was Bis! |
| Mm-Hmm! |