ibbz awan - somebody to love lyrics
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the sun goes down, my hoodie goes up
what’s goodie, i’m floating around
i got a shh, she don’t know i got a shh
the same day they both go down
i was lazy, shotting pieces
now it’s more decent cause i break it down
i’m from west london, hounslow
one dozen fiends i f+cked in my town
now i get cream, i don’t need to lotion
no potion, i work with magic
i don’t know no treys, just a blade or a stick
and i don’t wanna turn this graphic
i smile at my pain, you’re crying
rage if you knew how life’s so tragic
my k!llys are local and i’m way too n0ble
to tell them why they should slap it
my intentions pure, my money haraam
i know it ain’t calm, it’s wrong
two firearms, there ain’t no fire alarm
if you want smoke, you ain’t hitting no bong
been grinding all week and i hit oblique
for the female who know she’s strong
my girl back then caught me in a crack den
fell asleep, she said i was long
four man in a g+wagon, doing street action
all this for funds
we do food ration when the packs landing
they’re hungry for bucks
grind like i’m broke then sack all these notes
if i’m comfortable or not
i’m good over here, just cash over here
i don’t need somebody to love
i stay grinding, vv’s shining
i used to put packs in a microwave
came a long way, beat that case
my crb needs to get wiped away
still got faith cause i escaped
i pray to see brighter days
spent eighty racks so i don’t feel sad
that’s what you call expensive pain
i stay grinding, vv’s shining
i used to put packs in a microwave
came a long way, beat that case
my crb needs to get wiped away
still got faith cause i escaped
i pray to see brighter days
spent eighty racks so i don’t feel sad
that’s what you call expensive pain
if you were ever round me
you found some motivation or money
i put people with people
they got congregational money
it’s funny, trust me
i do this for my dargs, i play my cards
so my dargs can feed their puppies
no bad intentions, i start my engine
then go on a round to the druggies
they hold their girl the same way i hold my racks
no cap, that’s tight
i give back and i give a lot
they forgot but i remember so it’s alright
i don’t shoot waps, i do some maths
put on your head so you sleep that night
more time i’m on my grind
need my solar line to reach a different height
vv’s no si’s, i got red eyes
but my jewellery keep me shining
i got plugs for different drugs
at anytime i can get consigning
them man get sad, i don’t get mad
when i see them internet hyping
in real life i make racks
and there’s no chat, the k!llys stay gliding
they got a lot to say but nuttin to say
when they see me, now they can’t speak
try walk a mile in my shoes
but you have no clue, i got broken dreams
no restriction, just addiction
i used to make p’s from fiends
nuttin glamorous, it’s better on cameras
in real life it ain’t what it seems
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