ard adz – smoke for free lyrics
[intro – j boy]
since i’ve come off the roads i’ve noticed that a lot of man aren’t actually built for the road anymore
mandem need to be true to themselves
it’s not for everyone
[verse 1 – ard adz]
mad ting
sad ting
bare corn sitting in the hand ting
free my jigga sitting on the landing
hold your head high, please don’t ever feel abandoned
i know you feel trapped in
you go jail and come home, you still make the trap ring
to dem you’re a criminal
to me you’re my brudda, don’t you worry you a black king
i heard their tracks and they’re so dead
you can catch big dirty strapped on a moped
giving out smoke for free, i can afford it
and i’ve got loads of weed, i need a forklift
[verse 2 – j boy]
score’s up
and they just keep the core cut
sure enough
they won’t like it when the [?]
talk tough
don’t walk much
don’t walk the walk but they be acting like they born tough
changed loads
never wore the same clothes
n-gg-s comfy being b-mmy, couldn’t rate those
so confused with this ot thing
why the f-ck am i still hungry if i’m eating?
treat my money like my liquor, chase it
i see profit now i feel amazing
h-lla losses now that n-gg- basic
everyone’s an actor, difference is the stages
[hook – ard adz]
giving out smoke for free, i can afford it
and i’ve got loads of weed, i need a forklift
cutting down loads of crops, we’re not balling
running down loads of opps, it got boring
[verse 2 – ard adz]
catch dirty unlicensed in the cat d
my brudda’s trying to get his d cat so don’t @ me
and if it ain’t ard adz or jugga j
milly95 be the coldest in the rap scene
the hood’s really sad
g’s haven’t spoke and it’s really bad
free my brudda lynch stuck in the can
i remember when we tried to bring bricky back
brudda’s wanna pray i look bruk down silly akh
f-ck that
trust akh
move, free grizzy fam
clutch that
catch me on a bruk down gilly strap
f-ck feds, i’m busting out doing ziggy-zags
[verse 3 – j boy]
i’m just trying to see a lot of pay
i wanna make new profit everyday
sorry girl, i ain’t even looking for a bae
jugg be the name who was raised in the a
b, if you leave you will see
how many other b-tches waiting on the d
seen your new n-gg- and the kid on e
now i’m giving no f’s, he’s barely a g
can you see the buj and the c-ke?
if you know then you know
no price when we’re dishing out smoke
and it’s no dice, only flavours that i roll
ain’t got no types
always been a known guy
when the feds found [?], can’t look out for no knives
me and dirty in the ride
moving certi, d-mn right
doing whatever we want, doing whatever we like
[hook – ard adz]
giving out smoke for free, i can afford it
and i’ve got loads of weed, i need a forklift
cutting down loads of crops, we’re not balling
running down loads of opps, it got boring
giving out smoke for free, i can afford it
and i’ve got loads of weed, i need a forklift
cutting down loads of crops, we’re not balling
running down loads of opps, it got boring
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