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mazza l20 x l1 manny - restricted lyrics

[intro: mazza l20]
i’ve got bad love like a magpie
i grew up round the villains, and the bad guys
should’ve been living in villas, not pad life

[verse 1: l1 manny]
regret all them years i did
got a four, done six, [?]
training to keep sane and fit
i’m only chatting to a screw if they bring in parcels
and i told him “put it in a bag”
start going gym
me and [?] going half on everything that’s coming in
i told my mum i loved her, and i’ve got so many [?]
we’ve been through h+ll, look in my eyes, and you will tell
came home, and had an active spell
me and [?], daytime with a booter
see him, and i’ll have him, i don’t need to lose my temper
calm and collectеd, shoot and exit
first thing i bought without testing
soon as i let rip, thе barrel split, the bottom dropped off it
[?] running with my limp
three week before like the bike got wrapped, my ankle snapped
still on gang sh+t with my gloves and mask
listening to bugzy while i’m greasing up my strap
he ain’t just the king of north, he’s the king of rap
it’s about time that we pay homage to the mac
i’m the daddy+o, ain’t many jails in the uk that i didn’t go
had me in [?], [?] on the prison phone
still getting throws, [?] to take out their windows
[verse 2: mazza l20]
backstrapping the zuggie, we don’t duggie
no strap, done it with a blade like chucky
i was in the field, but it’s nuttin’ like footie
now i’m doing it for money, you’re just doing it for p+ssy
i was in the trap, ’til me nose went runny
had to buy a new couch, it was smelling all funny
i felt like kevin gates with them two phones
wap got slapped so much, he were two+tone
brudda, you don’t do road, who with?, who knows
tell me who you smoked, what packs you sold
went jail, spent money on a [blue phone?]
i was like “sh+t, man i coulda got a new phone”
better yet, though, i could’ve got a few thrown
s threw packs, cause he don’t really use drones
free [?] though, cause he got a few flown
et, meant to phone home, i was too stoned
tryna get me mum keys to new home
just got a new case, should’ve been soon home
do you know what it’s like when you lose hope?
seven years straight, and you still gotta so soash
tell me how you’d cope

- mazza l20 x l1 manny lyrics

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