jords - red wine flows lyrics
writing records on motorways, heading home today
know my message, i know my place but don’t know my way
i’ve got some red wine flows better listen when you’re sipping
only talk about money, family and women
nick dre give me something to rap to
give me something that’s way too cl-ssic to go back to
someone call my pops and tell him that he made a man too
told my last one i understand you, but i can’t stand you and i don’t plan to
i got a bottle and a candle, slow starting
still hot headed but cold hearted
sipping on some wonderfully aged wine, ignoring the grapevine
i don’t miss my target i just aim high
depending on who you ask i’m a sc-mbag or a great guy
yeah, thankful to the most high
feeling like a giant saying “fee, fum, fo, fi”
i need pound signs not co-signs, oh me oh my
sit and remember old times
if i do it, i’ll do it properly
investing my royalties in property
i don’t spend a penny on my shopping sprees
this is some, humble bragging, i’m done with chatting, its time for action
no collabin’, it’s solo missions and no distractions
change my world before i can change the world
real wins come when you can take an l, but yeah
red wine flows better listen when you’re sipping
shouting free the guys till they free the guys
everybody wants to do rap thinks it’s an easy ride
everybody wants to be bad till they see 3 to 5
everybody wants to do scr-ps until they see the nines
living healthily tryna lower my bmi
i’ll trade a piece of ‘ussy for some peace of mind
i ain’t a rapper just a poet with a flow
not a gangster just a boy who knows the road
contradiction i’m smart stupid and nasty
went to n0bu for seafood some calamari
with some weed too my weak tunes are like your hardest
paid my own advance and then recouped and even charted
was on back roads in black clothes, maybe a bally
now we’re backstage with champagne, maybe some baddies
was in tracksuits with bad yutes, who went to country
with the same guys on planes flying, to other countries
mr independent tryna find a miss to match
i haven’t met my match, or i’ve missed my match
either i am the man, or i’ve been the man
say a line and you sing it back
money, fame for what? gold chains for what?
cool cool, you’re bad.. okay so what?
go rave for what? drop names for what?
play a girl my song, drop game for what?
where you see me that’s where my brothers be
tryna own some companies with my company
f-ck material, influence over luxury
got my grandad looking down on me and olders looking up to me
message from my brother saying look after your mother
group chat with my father saying look after each other
‘cause we’re getting all older
the circles getting smaller and closer
sisters getting taller and bo-ssy
chilling in my lawyers office, i’m comfy and cosy
big up grm i might post a bottle to posty
only roll with my brothers that know me, people get scratchy when you roll deep
don’t bite the hand that feeds you
the day will come when everyone who you needed will need you, i see the game in see through
in the future they’ll write stories about what we do
or what we did, my strength is knowing my weakness
it’s not a secret
red wine flows, better listen when you’re sipping
money, family and women
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