Faith

Album cover art for "Faith" by Groundworks

Groundworks - Rap, Trapwave

Faith

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[Intro: Potter Payper] Uh (Gwappa Baby) [Verse 1: Potter Payper] I was stickin' up pitches with a SAGEM All them years behind the door, you got a fair stem Punch ups and bend ups, you can't erase them That had turned some lost boys into made men And when them M boys comin', they don't say when You the type to hit the deck and just play dead 'Cah my bruddas take lives and they take bread If I ain't got this on me, I feel naked And nowadays, there's so much hatred I should know I hated you, before I made it I was that little white boy with a bust down chain, it's true, you can never catch me with a bust down stainless It's not real beef if you ain't touched your paigons, they'll be cryin' when you're dead, for the clout you're chasin' I said it's not a real beef if you ain't touched your paigons They'll be cryin' when you're dead, for the clout you're chasin' [Chorus: M Huncho] Yeah, for the clout they are chasin' I just make another hundred bank stamps to the basement Uh, things get a lot to take in, the journey has been mad, through the worse I just had to put some faith in myself, faith in myself, yeah And I had to put some faith in myself, faith in myself [Verse 2: Potter Payper] They're killin' in my city for the sake of it I heard my darg's a rat and I just don't know what to make of it Where I'm from when you're winnin', they just hate a bit And you don't know him 'til you catch a case with him Slow and steady wins the race 'less you're stickin' up the place Blowin' indo' out the window, give a fuck about the jakes In a shitty little trap, in a council estate My bagger chops ass after ass on his plate Had your bitch in reverse just bouncin' away My bro kicked off the door, saw a man in a yay Probably why he just drip like a fan into day I said probably why he just drip like a fan into day Better spray me when you see me Sweets ain't cheap, but I'll give a kid a Freebie, I got white girl, Phoebe And it get shaken and stirred, Martini Pete and Huncholini [Chorus: M Huncho] Yeah, for the clout they are chasin' I just make another hundred bank stamps to the basement Uh, things get a lot to take in, the journey has been mad, through the worse I just had to put some faith in myself, faith in myself, yeah And I had to put some faith in myself, faith in myself

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Credits

Writers
  • M Huncho
  • Potter Payper