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jordy (uk) - die 4 the bro lyrics

[cheekz]
i gave them the sample and now i’m just being used to hide racks in the roof of the vectra
too many shots if i take too long, i’ll throw in one extra, the nitty might spend 5 bills on a bender. i could shout out the whole of izzy, n+ggas know that i rep one block. i could shout out the whole of izzy and not get touched and that’s on god. if it’s that then it’s that, let’s jump out, who wants what, lil bro with the rod, he’s just gonna wait for the nod

long time that i’ve been on sh+llborn, can’t imagine not being from elth+rne. just re’d up on the bob, now i’m playing with stock like jordan belfort. a lot of the bros connectеd, don’t know why i had to plug myself for, bro done bits and he’s still tryna sеll me, what you think we send packs to the jail for?

gotta show me you’re official, gotta show me that you’re down for the cause before i let you run with the pistol, mum told me i’m a criminal, i just put raw in the same microwave that i warm my cereal, all the measurements imperial. i think we can put six pots on the stove at once, lets go nisbets, old school had the red bandana wrapped round my wrist like one fitbit
got faith in god but i don’t really know if i’m christian, all of these labels mean too much and i dont really know if i fit them

non+conformist, extra awkward, extra mouth for the extra portain, can’t get wrapped i’m extra cautious, flow might make them extra nauseous. i can’t wrap like them, they force it
i got things that’s more important, this what happens out of boredom, i got work that still needs sorting

remember those days i was starving, no one didn’t wanna bring me to the table, now i stir it and hold it stable, i could serve this one with a ladle, bando dishing out cane and able. married to the money, im faithful. all facts no fables the things that i’ve seen in the bando are painful

really seen a nitty od, had to walk out, that was disgraceful, in the bando on the 8th floor, fed just hit the wrong door that was shameful, i remember sosa broke the pot, it must’ve jar full of mayo, you get what you paid for, i know what the pyrex was made for

[jordy]
n+ggas best respect me, i’ll drop a tune pon your headtop bet me
in the booth tryna charge up, these man can’t even charge up lekky
i had insomnia like skeppy, then i just looped the looped and got wrekky
man can’t talk bout tek fam i take that are disrespect, i’m … tekky
what you know about studio, finish at four, then work at seven, then finish at five, then go back to the studio and dust that mic and sh+ll it
these n+ggas don’t know where my head is, but they know where my pen is
it can be a feature, or vibbar, or jord, either way it’s deaded
who’s that guy? thats not you. turn that down. mek that mute
i was 15 with a rap in the… i was 14 with a rap in the..
can always tell when guy’s just out here rapping it and he’s not backing it
how can you get to the 16th bar and the dj’s still not jacking it
immaculate conception, these man can’t believe how i stepped in, i was on point with the shots like steffen, never been boring but i been cheffing
gordon ramsey is how mans angry at when i get cooking, i was ot bopping, i studio hopping, i was locked in
man can’t get mad at me when they had their chance and they just got shaky with it
one banger then got lazy with it, crazy init, eh he’s finished
it’s big ch and sh+lly belly dons ain’t ready, i will die 4 the bro, dont test me
i don’t check for the phone, don’t text me
who’s that guy? sounds off beat
bbk, thats not me
heard your tape put it back in the… you was alright way back in the…
can’t always tell when a guys just out here using it and he ain’t moving it
can’t be a vet and you ain’t got a best of, come like a mans new to it

- jordy uk lyrics

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