TSM

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Kay-O - Rap, UK Drill

TSM

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[Intro] I Gotta Free Da Mind MKThePlug This shit's ments [Verse] More time man step with the cheffs But if we ever grab skeng in a dinger And keep takin' 'em shots like binges That's a bell to your name like Stringer (Stringer) Anytime that we step and it ain't a cut tru', man linger (Man linger) Really tryna leave man injured Don't slip with your bae when you're wonderin' lands like Winter I roll with shanks 'cah we set it Man know he ain't a stopper and thinker I roll with V 'cah he realer than Cinder Roll my nank through guys big figured How many times have they talked on the net And got me triggered? Man just shake down blocks when they talkin' different I know they must hate A9 and Mazza That block's bait How many times have we ridden on camera? Sometimes I feel like we're doin' too much Like Drake and Sampha It's a green light for them boys that were sittin' on the fence 'Cah they can't stay amber And if you get seen when we're rollin' on them You're gettin' touched same way, it don't matter How many times have we stepped there patterned? (Patterned) I still made it back to the block after that car crashin' And how many times have we stepped on that strip? The 9 gang got bad habits Numerous times violated them pricks 'Round up the guys, step 'round on badness (Numerous times violated them pricks 'Round up the guys, step 'round on badness) I'm my own man, still gang That's with or without the bros dem About 9 beat your arse on the ride Before claimin' that involvement How many times have I stepped in shores tryna get man bored? Or we risk spottin' tryna get watch poppin' Like Arsenal, my gunners get you robbed like Holding I was told by Shegz "If we step with nanks then we ain't gettin' legs like tag" What you know 'bout squirts on the mains? Now his arms over his face like a dab I remember that day with Maz He lacked, put his hands to his waist and spazzed That boy ran before seein' a thing It weren't nuttin' but a good old blag Whenever I'm feelin' chingy I get right there, they ain't pullin' me back I remember that day, got a thing off a travellers We put that spins in a cab Them man are not bad (Them man are not bad) They just do dumb things in bunches But on one, soft like sponges There's a fraudulent side to the 9 I got my 9, am I talkin' a Kojo Funds ting? What you know 'bout dark and the light? That's hard food, ain't yam or no dumplin' (Ain't yam or no dumplin') What you know 'bout parkin' the side? 'Cah it's a leg' ride and we're tryna do plungin' But there's times every now and again Jump out on a opp on sight like fuck it (Fuck it) In numerous events, they couldn't defend We had to leave a pool like Sturridge (Sturridge) My niggas just do it in public Broad daylight, get them car doors bussin' How many times have we gone, no fussin'? Stepped on blocks, we ain't cussin' Backed them things and cut them (Stepped on blocks, we ain't cussin' Backed them things and cut them) Anyhow that we make that trip We run man down and they run for cover Just got a court off a pic like Tumblr Too high, let it burn like Usher Anytime that we drillin' It ain't for a friend, it's a brother I do this for the guys jail livin' Ain't seen road 'til they rid that number 9 gang love get busy How many times have I cheeksed my flicky? Firm that stop Hope it don't drop whilst gettin' search by piggies (By piggies) On a move or on the lot like Pixie Ain't worth the job if it's small like Biggie Other side lurkin', I ain't too picky Catch you with them and its smoke like chimneys (Like chimneys) Man done a lurky once, didn't see a thing Step back around in a hour, heard they got guns Lookin' at my bro, did he just let it ring? It ain't real, 'cah surely it would've been louder (Louder) How many times we try pull up with stealth? They clock man, then we turn bad boys cowards I'm lookin' at my opp like stop man I'm tryna leave a pool like a Scouser I feel to slow things down Just get these pounds but man wanna draw me out You ain't never stepped tryna leave man slouched Overreact, don't attack with mouths Ain't gotta do much, suttin's gotta get touched We take it so far, no couch Attempts to secure that bag over here And more time I don't mind how (Don't mind how)

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  • Kay-O