splinta - hoods hottest lyrics
[intro]
yo, p110 splinta already know what time it is,well overdue. hold tight everyone all around. listen, look
[verse 1: splinta]
lemme open up, let you enter my life
i got sent to earth, then sent to the mic
i ain’t wondering why its so easy for me to put all these words together when write
god gave me the gift, lot of other people have got it to but they ain’t using it right
so if god with your gift, guarantee you get better and better as you move to the light, thats a word of advice
now i gotta practice what i’m preaching but trust me its hard
thinking about when it all went wrong, i’m thinking about when i lost all them bars
sometimes i feel like i’m all on my own, but i know that the lord ain’t never no far
sometimes i gotta look to the sky cuz i know that he made everyone of them stars
thinking about them children i lost with my baby mother that was ever so dark
but the lord, he was there for me every single time that i called out, it was in my heart
thinking about them times i was hungry, i was out sleeping rough in a park
walkin 6 miles to the studio, wishing that i could get a bus but i can’t
[hook] x2
tryna get rid of the hard times in my life, but we’re still ‘ere (but we’re still ‘ere)
big thumbs up to ya if you make it out, but g i don’t care (g i don’t care)
cruising through my city on the mway skrrtin, but in a low gear (in a low gear)
trust me i come from a place where its dangerous, you don’t wanna go d’ere (don’t wanna go d’ere)
[verse 2: splinta]
i used to write my bars in the corner, the rest of the cl-ss they were doing their maths
i used to find that sh-t complicated, i never told no one because i felt daft
now i’m adding up more numbers than a student in university under my tracks
don’t let n0body tell you that your past, determine your future, thats on your own .. back
i used to write my bars in my yard, everybody was doing their exams and drinking
now i’m rolling with a better vocabulary than an a star student in english
used to write my bars on my job until i quit cuz i didn’t wanna pay no attention
now i laugh cuz i work for myself, ain’t n0body gonna tell me my jobs ending
g, i’ve been thru so much stress that i felt suicide n stuck in the dark
so much pain and so much stress, but a warrior has gotta rise up in my heart
i been out here rolling around with no cash in my pockets, just a big bag of bars
never been rich, never really had a lot but i know ill always be rich in my heart
[hook] x2
tryna get rid of the hard times in my life, but we’re still ‘ere (but we’re still ‘ere)
big thumbs up to ya if you make it out, but g i don’t care (g i don’t care)
cruising through my city on the mway skrrtin, but in a low gear (in a low gear)
trust me i come from a place where its dangerous, you don’t wanna go d’ere (don’t wanna go d’ere)
[verse 3: splinta]
s to the p-l-i-n-t-a, you know i don’t chat about what i ain’t gotta say
a lot of man say they’re on road with the 3a, they just got gr-ssed up with your own gob
i don’t wanna go prison, i don’t wanna see a, i gotta keep doing it until i’m on top
i hear a lot of man chat but what you gonna say when you see me pulling up with these 6 on your ..
let me take you all back to the past real quick, back when i thought £25 was a lot
used to roll round on the block, thinking i was sick cuz i had 4 bills in my sock
(?) that money to eat but don’t fall in love the money don’t care less
think that its rich, tell me how much it is when your right near death n ain’t got time left
s to the p what you been on, old school lyrical microphone k!lla
sh-ll down in the bedroom studio, famalam i don’t care if your microphones illa
i don’t wanna get a wifey to get lost in her
fall for the wrong one n you will get 1 stinger
got kicked out my bmos twice, now every single night i’m changing my pillow
[hook] x2
tryna get rid of the hard times in my life, but we’re still ‘ere (but we’re still ‘ere)
big thumbs up to ya if you make it out, but g i don’t care (g i don’t care)
cruising through my city on the mway skrrtin, but in a low gear (in a low gear)
trust me i come from a place where its dangerous, you don’t wanna go d’ere (don’t wanna go d’ere)
you’re not a bad..
you’re not a bad boy
you’re not a bad bad bad..
you’re not a bad boy
i said i don’t care how much money you’ve got
i don’t care how many times you’ve been on the block
don’t care how many draws you’ve shot
fam they’res always one thing that i’ve clocked..
you’re not a bad boy
[outro]
you dunno what time it is already. shout out d6, jay kufton. shout out my g’s, tom. p110 hoods hottest, you already know what time it is. @artistsplinta on twitter. over and out
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