Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Stacey Adams, artist - Nines. Album song One Foot Out, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 09.02.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: XL
Song language: English
Stacey Adams |
I stumbled 'fore they came to get you |
You locked yourself away |
Steady on |
The guilty trials they’ll send to test you |
I swear I cried that day |
But I’ll wait… |
Me and T getting long dough |
Drove all the way to Amsterdam, just to have a three minute convo |
Why do nice guys always finish last? |
Went on holiday we were the only ratchet niggas in business class |
First it was AJ, now Moncler every day |
Armani I’m sorry I keep blowing up |
Still ride out team, hand on my heart |
See them shook niggas freeze up, I ran because I’m smart |
Fans chatting like they know about the drama |
But after we shoot niggas up i can’t post it up after |
How’s he sitting on that grub with all them nitties on the road |
Fiends outside my trap look like Call of Duty Zombie mode |
Might aswell get a job, old geeza |
Cause he’s been dealing with a Q since Moesha |
How’s his re-up looking like a fucking Malteser |
Can’t find a nigga in the city with them oz cheaper |
It’s Nines |
Bruh I come out my yard, B |
I see some random niggas painting them fucking lamp posts B |
There’s like 20 other lamp posts that ain’t painted |
You really think those guys come to paint those lamp post, You’d think these |
guys are feds my G |
There’d be fucking dodgy postmen |
All sorts of funny BT vans driving around, B |
The hood pepper |
It’s mad |
Me and Supa flying down to west |
Bitches say I’m looking fly I ain’t even dressed |
Them paigons can’t walk the streets without a vest |
Looking over their shoulder like a niggas tryna cheat on a test |
Acting like he’s shotting all that coke |
Looking invisible like he’s got on Harry Potter’s cloak |
I been thinking about buying me a parcel |
And if it’s TT, then nigga why I need a sample |
The rap game need me, I don’t need rap |
Food so peng I told the B cat, «I don’t need no feedback» |
My niggas really gang bang |
AK leave a nigga’s whip in the air like Chitty Chitty Bang Bang |
If I rob my plug that would change my life |
But I’m loyal to the soil mumsy raised me right |
Do I look like I care if the industry don’t fuck with me |
I’m just washing up this money like it’s cutlery |
It’s Nines |