Medals & Plaques (feat. Fiac)
Shades
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See I've been thinking when I needed help Look into a mirror couldn't see myself What's the thoughts of a winner? you couldn't even tell I could tell you from beginner I was never well Sick minded I flip hybrids I'm Still grinding I'm Still working And when it comes to the throne I'm the work king Every day I'm still growing still learning I'm really tryna make it work Cause I know what I deserve I'm just waiting for my turn I roll it up and let it burn Growing up it weren't easy That shit makes you learn Man of the house still I make what I earn Trap with an ounce still pebble the dirt I been sat in the clouds looking down on the earth I'm from Braddy we're they're aggy you'll get put in a herse I just hop out the ride and ski Then I pop out the violent me And now they got their eyes on me I got that Tyson speed The way I ride on beats I don't rely on peeps Keep my mind on Ps I went blind to the streets I keep my mind on Ps I went blind to the streets I'm feeling better than ever before I had to go legit there no more breaking the law Put the whisky on rocks then I'm necking it pure Swear it's risky at the top but I'll still get the applause Told em it's about time I been stuck on cloud nine Life's been like a series I'm not talking bout prime If you ain't lived it, you ain't seen it you don't know about my mine Said you don't know about mine And I always keep my heart up on my sleeve I know from young that I had things to achieve And when I lost faith I knew I had to believe I'm a man to go and give Not a guy to receive From young and early I was underestimated Only the day ones rated Rest all hated I had to change to the shades kid Now the shadows on my back I'm elevated Some days I smile other days I frown I'm just tryna eight mile so I can change my route Started in the streets to try and make some pounds Slowly made some sheets and I couldn't stay around Album dropped I got them listening now With a pen and a pad I went and figured it out And now I'm winning the crowd It's how I'm living it now I need my medals and my plagues Now they're bringing em out Medals plaques accolades Victory's sweet with an aftertaste Them man walking in the streets with a masquerade They all talking cheap and exaggerate I swear I'm bringing them out Still I mopped up When I've been in a drought I got it locked up And I'm giving it out and every time I rock up I got a spliff in my mouth Ya get me Them man coming at me They ain't necessary I don't even check the tone But it's getting messy Do not disturb It's Airplane mode When I'm smoking this purp These man talking mute They don't raise no alarms These man are all drip I ain't talking bout garms I got this game on grip I see the ting in my palms One day you'll look up And see me with the stars F*ck the money and the fame I do this for the art F*ck the drum in the beat We just need a guitar And some keys anything to flip to get ps If I want it then it's Fi's F*ck a dollar in a dream It's Your wallet and your keys Yeah! Ya get me It's Filthy Free
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Written by: Antony Henderson, Faraz Rasheed, Joel Todd
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