Miserable

Lyrics

[Intro] Diligence TRS, I like this one X10 Ayy [Chorus: Dimzy] They say I'm a miserable man (Man) Because I do miserable things (Things) Free all my miserable men on the wing They're still doing miserable things What you know about riding, sliding, firing? Glee that mash 'till that mash goes ping (Ping) You know my team, I'm a simple man But the VV's dance, imma smile and grin I took some L's, then came back home (Home, home) And made it a win Bro made a 100 quid, quick Now he's got a 100 quid on his wrist Suttin' got scratched Just the other day, what a shame he's done I don't need a list I'm the type when I make me a million pounds Imma spend me a quarter milly on sticks (Waps) [Verse 1: Dimzy] They wanna know who scratched him, madting Heard that the doctors patched him Sixty smoked too much Now CID's tryna give nicotine patches (Free) Free my niggas in the jails, rotting in cells Got me putting in my heart in the mash trip Stretch gang slide 'round, no drive-by ting Man jump out gang and crash it For-Formula One in a four-door truck [?] we're packing, I was tryna pack him So-someone got **** Turned into pot now I see them man hashtagging Last year, I copped 3 spinners, 2 dotties You can never tell about this mash ting (Scratches) Sixty lights up these estates But he's tryna go back to the landing (Glee) Max spinners, shotties Miserable ting when we done it in a Volvo, .44 Storms come fat like Rollo Side-by-side ting, looks like a pogo I fly one straight in your chest for bro That's love, no fucking homo (Uh) Bro-bro do it for me I do it for him, I'll rip out your [?] (Ayy, splash) [Chorus: Dimzy] They say I'm a miserable man (Man) Because I do miserable things (Things) Free all my miserable men on the wing They're still doing miserable things What you know about riding, sliding, firing? Glee that mash 'till that mash goes ping (Ping) You know my team, I'm a simple man But the VV's dance, imma smile and grin I took some L's, then came back home (Home, home) And made it a win Bro made a 100 quid, quick Now he's got a 100 quid on his wrist Suttin' got scratched Just the other day, what a shame he's done I don't need a list I'm the type when I make me a million pounds Imma spend me a quarter milly on sticks (Waps) [Verse 2: Dimzy] Still in skengs we trust You can get flamed up like- Or fried like Stompz Trust, really tryna turn man runce Trust, all they do is cap and cuss Cuz, walk with a brim like Guss Spot him, I'll jump out from my [?], no fuss Blast these skengs, been doin' it for years All it takes is to dime it up (Bow) If the corn don't flip, then file it up We leave white tees red, style it up (Splash) I was on the trap with Stacey and Steve No skills, had to eye it up Bang doors, I tie it up With my dreads in the way, I tie it up Handting got a hairline, agent love Give her dick in the morn' when she's wakin' up Farm angels are off-white DSQ from the saucy nights I got some [?] niggas that'll do it for me Broad day with the longest knife I was on my case every day They wanna know if I got me a wife And every time I get me some cake Mum gets a big slice (Cake) [Chorus: Dimzy] They say I'm a miserable man (Man) Because I do miserable things (Things) Free all my miserable men on the wing They're still doing miserable things What you know about riding, sliding, firing? Glee that mash 'till that mash goes ping (Ping) You know my team, I'm a simple man But the VV's dance, imma smile and grin I took some L's, then came back home (Home, home) And made it a win Bro made a 100 quid, quick Now he's got a 100 quid on his wrist Suttin' got scratched Just the other day, what a shame he's done I don't need a list I'm the type when I make me a million pounds Imma spend me a quarter milly on sticks (Waps) [Outro] (Glee) Ayy 6 gang, stretch gang Jump-out gang Grrt, bow