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headie one - of course lyrics

[intro]
m1 on the beat

[verse 1]
bro just beat a next am
he ain’t tell me, that’s normal
step with the metal, that’s daily
it won’t fail me, that’s bro bro
on the opp block we took selfies
our presence, it was known of
now they don’t even know it’s us
when we get on that scoreboard
back hand grip with my black blade
ching mans head, leave that more than swollen
i’m in station like 5am
been like 5 am’s, and not once mans spoken
how many times have the gangdem denied them splashings like 5 in the morning?
it’s the crack of dawn i barely know where i am
and i’m still yawning
really do dem things that we talk of
the gang ain’t fall off
still pree that 4 .44 long
nuttin’ but the baddest of b’s
cats, fiends, plugs in my call log
i step with the ah, nearly as long as me
i don’t even care if it’s sawn-off
tracksuit, no chinos, no polos
feds want me in the system, no solar
bad b in the visit hall, i’m like oh lard
again i got a b-n-r
she wanna know what day i come home on
i know what it feels like, to go back and forth
with my lawyer cah he tell me what day i got court on
i don’t know that opp or what road he got caught on
or the date or timing

[chorus]
course i’m lying, i don’t know why they ain’t turned pack yet
but course we’re trying
i don’t know that dinger or what’s on the clock yet bro
but course it’s mileage
interview room wanna now what i done yet each and every time
course i’m silent
i’m a product of my environment
so my music, course it’s violent
i don’t even know why my shows get locked yet
but course it’s trident
bros beefing i don’t even know if he’s right or wrong yet
course i’m riding
long as my os lively, beef ain’t dying, course its frying
(aye aye)

[verse 2]
opp block settings, dressed all sporty
shoot straight, i don’t air it in my air jordans
opp boy’s going on the net, going talky
i ain’t tryna hear it, them man informers
living life on the fast lane from kway-kway we been cutting them corners
tell bro we’ll get some new smoking dingers
when we bruck down this corner
t-house settings, skeng in my workers face so they trying be koalased
primary school days it was astroturfs
now we can do kick ups in pradas
really take these risks
been doing up field, no farmer
these old timers ain’t on nuttin
they fell off, jamie o’hara
got this bad b from ghana
top floors, calamari for starter
i gotta stay humble
there are times that i paid a few pens for a charger
have you ever done 28 days in the t still feeling like you’ve gotta go harder?
scr-pe that sh-t so hard
swear i nearly broke that pyrex
and yes it was 4 whole months on basic
i swear it nearly broke my mindset
been jail 3 times i don’t know how i’m out here, course i’m tired
(i don’t want to risk my freedom, ahh, its mad)

[chorus]
course i’m lying, i don’t know why they ain’t turned pack yet
but course we’re trying
i don’t know that dinger or what’s on the clock yet bro
but course it’s mileage
interview room wanna know what i done yet each and every time
course i’m silent
i’m a product of my environment
so my music, course it’s violent
i don’t even know why my shows get locked yet
but course it’s trident
bros beefing i don’t even know if he’s right or wrong yet
course i’m riding
long as my os lively, beef ain’t dying, course its frying

[outro]
m1 on the beat
m1 on the beat

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