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imech - slow lane lyrics

[intro]
dre
coley on production
ayo imech, bring me that wave!

[verse 1: creezon]

i’ve come too far to be slipping up now
i’m on a journey i’m picking up pounds on the way-
i ain’t talking about any weight
i’m talking stacks
i’m talking racks
racks be shouting my name-
and without hesitation i’m routin to papes-
and don’t get me started about my drip-
i drip too hard so the ground better shake

i’m tryna make a milli a mone-
and eat over dinner with the baddest chick-
who i can crossover seas and travel with-
but i can feel that paigon energy surrounding…
so i do what i do-
let loose on a tune-
they like how i’m sounding-
round here we call that fan behaviour…
but dem bwoy deh ain’t allowed in

and still man wan chat like we’re equal-bro don’t feed em lies,,
people lie don’t be surprised-
i’m in the game but the score ain’t equalised
man try say he’s running the game but-
he ain’t in the game like fifa
whilst your girl was in ibiza –
she was sitting in a next mans 5 seater

[hook: (x2)]

coming for all of the money best close the banks
gyally wan roll with the gang-
just hold it back-
they follow my drip i’m a leader
drip drip drip i’m a bleeder
and i know they see that
but i don’t pree no face
cah this be the c wayyy-
i divert when i see slow lane

[verse 2: creezon]

red lights but it’s hardly a ting
try race but my pace is faster than him
try face i might slay the army you bring
tie laces i make sure ill never slip
nice frame and nice face she’s calm for a link
quite basic i take a darling for drinks-
then it’s back to the graft…-
-laughs-
i’m on a paper chase and you aren’t gonna win

i feel like i’m the chosen one
arose with smoke to throw these bombs of solvent flows on loads of dons-
-breathe–
but lemme get a breather
i ain’t never been a froze up don..
i ain’t never took no disrespect-
impatient but so upfront
and i ain’t gonna let brainless yute
blockade the road mans on-
and i don’t wanna waste no time-
i’m racin time
but jakes don’t like
n-ggas like me in the streets-
tryna make dough mine-
officer i promise you it’s legal
check my waist no knife-
now what-you’re sorry for the inconvenience-
it’s cool till i get seen again-
they tryna put me in cuffs
and i won’t even make no crime –
but me i refuse to rest
if sleeps calling me i mute my bed
and i know if mandem had odds against my name right now they would lose the bet……

but that’s just how the game works
they stand around and they lurk
they say a couple thinks unasked forrrr
then jump on your wave and surf-
glory seekers-
gyal dem cat for the sauce-
they tryna absorb the litres-
this girl got me in my thoughts like readers
but it’s best if i sort of leave her-
because-
my only stress should be my paper plans and making bands
anti so i ain’t shaking hands
man see that i’m on chasin bank

hook: (x2)
coming for all of the money best close the banks
gyally wan roll with the gang-
just hold it back-
they follow my drip i’m a leader
drip drip drip i’m a bleeder
and i know they see that
but i don’t pree no face
cah this be the c wayyy-
i divert when i see slow lane

(whisper)
red lights but it’s hardly a ting
try race but my pace is faster than him
try face i might slay the army you bring
tie laces i make sure ill never slip-
nice frame and nice face she’s calm for a link
quite basic i take a darling for drinks-
then it’s back to the graft…-
-laughs-
i’m on a paper chase and you aren’t gonna win

- imech lyrics

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