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modern warfare - mitch lyrics

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[verse 1]
jump for some p’s, you won’t jump for your g’s
jump in my car, i won’t jump it with leads
if you saw what i had under my sleeve
when i come you know i won’t underachieve
mad ting if i tell my younger to squeeze
won’t see the hammer that’s under his t
man a get wrapped like he’s under my tree
lightning, rain and i’ll thunder the beat
like you know what i’ve done to the scene
how you run from machines when you’re drunk on the lean?
before i had a mazza in the front of my jeans
i was playing bumpy in country with fiends
i’m like, like, you know what i’ve done to the street
ask my manager, i put down my gun for the beat
and gyal say i’m hotter than a hundred degrees
money in my bag man i come for the p’s
if it’s a ting i’ll just run for my peace
never in my life have i rung the police
like young adz said, your boyfriend’s a creep
i’ll k!ll him with some sh*t that i wrote in my sleep
like you know that i’m onto them neeks
and meanwhile your gyal’s got my song on repeat
and how they gonna say we didn’t bang in these streets?
if i bang off and skeet you won’t land on your feet
this bad b keeps saying i’m a star
she reminds me of them yutes from ar
see i’m a double g eating custard creams in custody
chinging down yutes with my cutlery
i had a piece in my fleece, d double e
i’m a shooter and i own my own company
they say they’re onto me, they see me they run from me
i’m in birmingham city living comfortably
you’ve rapped for ten years and i’ve slid past you
there’s not a lot of flows that the kid can’t do
it’s no rap cap, everyting’s rah true
i’m the hardest in brum and i don’t act like you
i got * i got signed but i stayed in the street
like little bantz now i’m playing for keeps
a producer i know tried to snake me for beats
and now he can’t go to the place that he sleeps
my mixtape’s gonna tape off the streets
and i wouldn’t drop a tune that’s already been leaked
fendi or forces, that’s all on my feet
amiri or lanvin that stays on my seat
i’m a birmingham shooter
them man only shoot on computer
b*lls on a stick, call me snooker
my man’s a user
when i’m in a room there’s no rumour
it’s 2020 mitch, i’m the future

[verse 2]
on the come*up like deebo, tryna move kilo, brown like mino
hit l!cks with de niro, you man are jokes like coke with the zero
seven years in my case, know them times there i was trapping up maypole
done drills like drake, it was b*town first that got that draco
f*ck mover i was with meezo, main road doing up migos
opps pull up and say “why are you f*cking with mitch” but them man are weirdos
me on the wing like thiago
keith lemon looking through that keyhole
remember when i used to want change bro, now i want fifty bills for a stage show
they know i won’t stay low
how low just cause i’m doing up radio?
them times there it was me in brum with target doing up day show
after the tornado, yo, they know there’s always a rainbow
i used to play saints row and halo
now they’ve got man like mitch on a payroll
ask bro, know i’m ride or die though
meanwhile opps still doing up gyro
with the skeng or biro
told them my story, i blew like shiro
she know, i know, he know this one should’ve already got reload
i’m p like miro, checks like zero
in my hood i’m a hero
but i’m still up in the field like high pole
and it could be the year that i might blow
and i’m signed right now for the right dough
and i f*cked up drill with the grime flow
and the gang was never in the same boat
in the rain when i had no raincoat
how they talk ’bout smoke, let me chain smoke
see the mutton on your plate? i’m the same g.o.a.t

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