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Said, "I just changed the frequency" Situation You don't really want (to) test my patience Them can't penny with me, henny with me, little any pickney Yeah The money be my motivation Them can't steady with we, ready with ease cah we raised in the east Situation You don't really want (to) test my patience Them can't penny with me, henny with me, little any pickney Yeah The money be my motivation Them can't steady with we, ready with ease cah we raised in the east Champagne haffi pop On Mondays in case Friday flops We celebrate life non-stop Cah we made it off the block And Bizzle got the Rolls Royce drop G family vacay-ing like a boss Tell a hater we made it Never that, the saying complacent This is that grinding through the grave shift Now we're on stages SongtexteReminiscing, times like then were so priceless I was in the ends when Kenny from Network was buying out Benz So now it's high end when Iyani spend Climatised yes No shine on my neck But the stripes on my creps so drug dealer-esque You can smell the East on me Like pink Ralphs and Versace blue jeans on me I told my cuzzy "don't worry, I got ps on me" We fuck club up, then flee the scene Drive two Mercs off the floor, me and Bashy in the dealership All black, all facts, man didn't even leak the shit Big man ting, it's a big man ting If you grip my tings, it's a hitman ting I don't leave my crib if there ain't chicks and ting And man don't even touch road if it ain't wristband ting Yeah Chin chin! With cheers, eye to eye The class of Deja's doing fine Situation You don't really want (to) test my patience Them can't penny with me, henny with me, little any pickney Yayyy The money be my motivation Them can't steady with we, ready with ease cah we raised in the East Yayyy Round here's so crazy See shadows move shady Been through the dark to the daylight Always spending, never stunting though The stunting shit will stunt your growth The whole hood got love for me For never frontin', no fakin', no fuckeries Hail up my brothers, but they need a compass We're tryna navigate out of this concrete jungle If I don't see you at the other side? Same 831 number bro, you still can dial Still higher power fearing though No religion, just the realist soul When I step out in my Stans Beg you 'low it big man, bad energies fi cross the road Move bitch, don't be ludicrous S-class, I'm so used to this Chest nah rock a Cuban link Puff cigars with Rich, he got the Cuban link Fly to Bilbao for lunch Back by the evening, that's what grafters do when we're up Lowkey coz I'm in the cut But talk tough then your Mudda haffi suck rudeboy Don Peri out of paper cups Can't take the Manor out of us We take the Mandem out with us And... *Akkin hell!* Situation You don't really want (to) test my patience Them can't penny with me, henny with me, little any pickney Yayyy The money be my motivation Them can't steady with we, ready with ease cah we raised in the East Yayyy Round here's so crazy See shadows move shady Been through the dark to the daylight Ya-ya Yo Aus Songtexte Mania