London Fog

Lyrics

[Intro: Westside Gunn] Ayo, don't hand me that shit unless it's blue I only fuck with blue money (Griselda) Wipe my tears off with it, man My man just killed my other man It's like that where I'm from, we used to it (Griselda) [Verse 1: Westside Gunn] I'm out in London rockin' London Fog Before I ever starve I'ma fuckin' rob Lookin' pretty in that ski mask, you know the God Some outfits from before cover, remix the Raf Simons Black said, "Fuck the money, send the mad bitches" My last day in prison, I dropped a tear for 'em 'Cause he got forty left and a nigga forty Surface to air, beware Stared at you niggas from a land Brrt, this dab pen got me spaced out We hella trippy, GLOCK-11 blew his brains out Swimmin' through this blood money filled with [?] trunks Dior old jumper, De La Soul dunks I been locked up for guns and drugs, guns and drugs You can check my resumé I been locked up for guns and drugs, guns and drugs You can keep all the money I'ma just take the guns and drugs, guns and drugs [Verse 2: Lord Apex] Come on, man, AP, big gas, yeah, man, east to west I just get money out the way, keep it simple (Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah) Nigga, I ain't been locked up for shit, still gon' talk my talk Still get caught, approached on the Hotep tip For backends, the only time we took them hotel trips Old dog drip when they pee, grab the no cell zips I took that to the head, made forty bands on the bed Relocated down to the east and shit got funny for a sec' Miyagi started outside but make more money on the 'net Yeah boy, I love some gold, but I ain't fond of the baguettes, uh I overloaded, hope I don't overdose Open toast, that's kay-drip Make a nigga see ghosts, East coast, he step foot on He too on with no futon That oolong tea and my meditative stance means I get shit Regret quick and change to some vex tick Balled up, sittin' on some hurt, got you swallowed up You live by the gun, the same shit got you hollowed up Your brother got shot, the same shot that was followed up Rather get a check with no sweat than go double up I play smooth 'til I'm hoppin' out that tight coupe Might find Miyagi out in Harlow in some Nike boots [Outro] The movie-turned-cameraman drove through fog-shrouded London through a port on the traffic chaos It's a menace, this choking, eye-watering smog Traffic in London was completely at a standstill on many occasions In fact, the fog was the worst on record for many a year It's been cold, as well as foggy, you may have noticed Emergency flares guide traffic through city streets, plunged in bloom Britain was back in the dark ages