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spitfire part 3 (jdzmedia) - izzie gibbs lyrics

they can’t act like said they never heard of me
bro, my cuz’ said i need that urgently
he’s like cool, but whats the urgency, i told him
i need my stack looking hercules
so he drop me them purple trees
out there on the early st–z i got the work on me
trust me i lurk on streets
f-ck the feds who wanna burn my g’s
f-ck the federales
i be shutting down h-lla’ party’s
[?]
i got a show so i enter calmly
im gonna blow no pressure [?]
cah’ im bawsy wit’ it
yea, they think they know me init’
tell me, was i sober when i wrote these lyrics
you go and k!ll yourself just to hold these digits
[?]
im too busy just sipping on elixir
i got suttin’ if they’re really into mix up
mums vexed that i didn’t read the scripture
i told her, im just tryna’ flip this mixture
doing sh-t that i didn’t even picture
ah man, sh-t i need to fix up
or im gonna get myself nicked bruv’
and i dont wanna go jail
i dont wanna have to sleep in no cell
i shut down shows turn up in hotels
we do dirt and then dont tell
we mash work and they phone help
[?]
coming from the dark i know the roads well
cuz’ drop me grub and then blow scales, ay
yea, ive been trapping so much i ain’t seen my mum for the whole week
i got feds on my nuts cus’ i got a baitface and its full of gold t–th
young bull, young bull, young bull, still move like im an og
i could have a bali on face and they still think that they know me
sipping on the lean first time you meet me you think i dont speak
ay, and its oh so green thc just this and no codeine
too much swag, guess i get this from my uncle dean
you must be mad i’ll kick down the opp like say im cung lee
well, you see my life well, its mostly f-cked, ive been snaked in the past, now i can’t notice love
my heart i just closed it shut
why the f-ck would i open up
i was sh-t back then, now i got a load of buzz
young bull, young bull im still grown and stuff
i got a booking [?] out, man i step in the show wit’ tugs’
you know what it is when we coming
[?]
give it to [?] now hes running
told him by the end of the week you best run it
i dont wanna hear no rubbish
if i get stopped by the feds with a pack, ill tell them that its luggage
since they picked me ive been thuggish
keep it from the dirt just know where mud is
if its worth it then im involved
doing ten toes on the pavement like a flintstone
[?]
speaking to a white cat [?]
got me wishing that i had a life
where i never did road
still bag it up and break it
bag it up and make flips
rude boy, i was out there on a grave shift
cus’ im gonna get my mum a house thats gated
yea, ive been trapping so much, i ain’t seen my mum for the whole week
i got feds on my nuts cus i got a baitface and its full of f-cking grills, alla’ dat’

- izzie gibbs lyrics

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