Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Izzy
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Izzy
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rtrap the producer
Producer
Lyrics
Isn't it lovely? All alone
I'm your new crashman, rolling stone
R trap, baby (isn't it lovely? All alone)
Yuh, shit (I'm your new crashman, rolling stone)
See, I couldn't even tell you last time I had a brick phone (nah)
But I could show you last time I got a brick home (I could)
Tuesday morning, I deffo had a tint
Son I used to deal with dim sums, now I'ma deal up bigger sums
And bro just got his wrists done, I need mumma big one
A car and a crib, the double fees that she needs (yeah)
Nah mean? Deserts of growin' up, I gave her hurt
When I shoulda been in church I was playin' in the dirt
Got my hands on some dirt then the blender went beserk
Never used to get desserts, now this pie has got me perched
Nah mean? Parts for all this beed, I can't be arsed
But I still need to spill some jam out this tart (okay)
They think I'm at the top now cah I got the top down
Just wanna get some tops done whilst the price of the top's down
Never took her up-town so why she gave me up now?
Cah she remembers the times my kicks were fuckin' run-down
Big bro seemin' broad, now he's sayin' that I've changed (I haven't)
If all he knew from me is that that I ain't seen a change
Seen the role he's still playin', still dodgin' all the planes
And my little bro's still billin' ops and paper planes
Now my face a little bit, I can't hit him on the main
So I send them all to Dave, now I'm here and I sound like Dave
See that's a little funny cah hours in the wok
There was channels one to six plus the extra one was Dave
Couple bros in the grave (RIP) but most in the cage
So it's my thoughts that I stay 9M when I spray
The shells wanna lay but the tea keeps me paid
Forgiveness when I pray but I'm still gon' do the same
I went from pecs to no feelin', that's Lugers to rugers
Booters to shooters, smell the trenches, it just oozes
You have work that just loses, workers just useless
But still it looks easy, see the streets just clueless
Told her we don't fit like them 9M bells
In a 38 clip but still I rub her clit
And make her fit cah I'm the shit
Pree the whip, it looks legit
It's a dinger when we slide to put an oppa in the reers
They think I'm at the top now cah I got the top down
Just wanna get some tops done whilst the price of the top's down
Never took her up-town so why she gave me up now?
Cah she remembers the times my kicks were fuckin' run-down
See checks get run up, ops get run down
Man don't want no current, F said a hundred just got turned down
Sun down to sun up like the bottom of this gel off (like it)
Come 'round get bun up, all this weight I'm tryna run off
To the plug I kept a hunna, to the G's I kept a hunna
Both scars in my back, how these niggas wasn't far off
I swear I done it for us, I'm shower like d-dust
So I keep it running like forest cah the N's soon to con us
They think I'm at the top now cah I got the top down
Just wanna get some tops done whilst the price of the top's down (R trap, baby)
Never took her up-town so why she gave me up now?
Cah she remembers the times my kicks were fuckin' run-down
Peep!
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