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ard adz – what have i become lyrics

[hook: ard adz]
don’t rely on a man
hustle on your ones, not with five other man
what have i become?
devil to the lord, but an angel to my son like

[verse 1: adz]
i get the cash and make the cash flip, astaghfirullah
i got my mash in this masjid i’m doing salah
i get cash and i don’t splash out on louis vuitton
mama told me use your brain, don’t you lose your iman
mum i hear that, swear to god i hear you
i’ve looked my demons in the face and told ’em i don’t fear you
breaking all these boxes till the day i get a breakthrough
love don’t live here but them snakes do, you dig that
you think you’re real but i see through your heart’s denial
i done ran through the pain, now it’s hard to smile
about you do road, you’re mileage on half a mile
my bruddas do road, mileage gone half a mill
it’s like they rap now, they soon turn to pop though
when my strap bangs, the only time i pop though
i like gyal who can rock without ciroc though
shot these rocks then i’m off to maroc though

what have i become?
what have i become?
what have i become?
what have i become?

[hook: ard adz]
don’t rely on a man
hustle on your ones, not with five other man
what have i become?
devil to allah, but an angel to my son

[verse 2: ard adz]
‘016, i spent the year stackin’
you was in the club, you spent your year dabbing
i’m from a place where there’s bare stabbings
if she’s dirty, don’t you bareback it
f-ck the winter, i got bare jackets
smokin’ weed got me lean like a pair of brackets
i’m gettin’ mad love, but i’m thinking “f-ck it all”
you’ve had bad luck, i’ve never had luck at all …
f-ck the feds, they’re tryna take me for some hostage
got me sittin’ in the station in my boxers
‘member as a young’un i, first popped a ac
mummy found out, gave me beats like she’s jc
what’s the matter mum? i’m, tryna get in more bread
mummy clapped me like “why you sh-ttin’ on your doorstep?”
thinkin’ ’bout my bruddas and i’m wishin’ that no more dead
or we dishin’ out some more lead

what have i become?
what have i become?
what have i become?
what have i become?

[hook: ard adz]
don’t rely on a man
hustle on your ones, not with five other man
what have i become?
devil to allah, but an angel to my son

[verse 3: ard adz]
movie in the ‘ood still, tryna dodge the camera
middle of the brikky so i’m holding on this caliber
everyting’s fishy in the brikky like some calamar
i was always guilty but i never told the barrister, you dig that
they ain’t world cl-ss, dem boy amateur
i’m on my ones but my weapon’s in the p-ssenger
ten years in and out of stations
by now the feds know i won’t give a statement
i’ve done dirt, mashed works, i ain’t proud of my sin
my brudda said he got me, i ain’t doubting a thing
i told raggy that he’ll always have a visitor
i’ve never snitched, you can ask my solicitor
they bucked him, sucked him, lipo
when they bucked him and sucked him his life froze
what’s that? £375 on your chain?
get this .357 to your brain for your white gold

what have i become?
what have i become?
what have i become?
what have i become?

[hook: ard adz]
don’t rely on a man
hustle on your ones, not with five other man
what have i become?
devil to allah, but an angel to my son

- ard adz lyrics

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