sus - smoke and mirrors lyrics
[chorus]
what’s wrong with the industry?
bare man talk smoke, but it’s smoke and mirrors
everyone think they’re k!llers
get some money and act like drillers
tough guy fake for the insta, tough guy caption, tough guy lyrics
they all wan’ sound like me, but they don’t get round like me, i’m different
more like mitch i’m listen, who don hear must feel our pitching[?]
how did we get so distant? now i’m tryna get close up, don’t miss him
i love me a mission, throw my line out, let’s go fishing
my knife work better than your gun play
name five guns, can’t namе five victims
[verse:1]
everyone got somеthing to say
same sh+t just a different day
i don’t dream man, copy and paste, unless it’s saint’s car, different plates
you’re fake real n+gga, you’re real fake
they ain’t done what i done for the a
locked up, sent p to my n+ggas, locked up, make sure that everyone straight
make sure that everyone good, true say i’m a king in the hood
you can’t in+house me, they’ll turn on you
you ain’t took them risks that i took
we’re the reason all them kuffs are shook
ay bro, there’s a opp there, look
should’ve kept his head in the books, but he came outside now his head’s getting jooked
ouch, pounce on pain and bounce, new plug for skengs, he’s scouse
this must be fame, not clout, all over the world, they love my sound
my bro got k!lled by +++++
he went to trial couldn’t hold it down
but we still gon’ get that down
free me now, pick up where i left off
bro had two and one got left in
souvenir for a final send off
bro talk while your acting silly
you think he a gunman, is he?
probably k!lled then cry like ziggy
probably swing both ways like diddy
talk tough ’till you get buck fiddy
scratch man’s head, get down to the nitty
gritty, london city, litty
agb, that’s drilly committee
[chorus]
what’s wrong with the industry?
bare man talk smoke, but it’s smoke and mirrors
everyone think they’re k!llers
get some money and act like drillers
tough guy fake for the insta, tough guy caption, tough guy lyrics
they all wan’ sound like me, but they don’t get round like me, i’m different
more like mitch i’m listen, who don hear must feel our pitching[?]
how did we get so distant? now i’m tryna get close up, don’t miss him
i love me a mission, throw my line out, let’s go fishing
my knife work better than your gun play
name five guns, can’t name five victims
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