Correction Lyrics Love Songs by Fizzler

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Lyrics

(Ayy, Sim Typical, I see you)
(Scratch mixed it)
Yo, yo, brrt

It's nothin' new when I cross that gate (It's not)
That I'm headin' to their estate (Let's go)
Ross said, "Chill with the ridin' stuff, you got so much on your plate" (I hear it)
In the trap, as long as you paid, it's all you can eat buffet (What you want?)
Sun or rainy day, it's money weather like May (Jugg)
No cap, I put on my kicks 'cah if I dont, nobody is (Real life)
Hold two for my at like Trizz then I-then I go bake with my one from nizz (Peck')
I can't make love songs like Isong did
If th-if there's space on the flag, fling
Then I tell AS, "Cross that in" (Ayy, bro)
I finished my din-din
Then man are talkers, writers, gin-gin (Lowe it)
Tryna send man off, f**k a sin bin
With ten man man, no way are they winnin' (No)
Lean-lean, swing in
Gully on opps, ying that, I'm yingin' (Yuck)
And our lingo's different
If she says, "Fre-fresh or tun", one of the members hit it (Gang sh*t)

I ain't into makin' love songs (I'm not)
Actions are louder than words, so me, I'm on smoke for my loved ones (Bap)
If you chill with them then you are one (Word)
Don't press my b***ons, R1 (Don't)
And don't get caught in the long run (Nyuum)
All this sh*t that I done for my loved ones is gonna pay off in the long run
I ain't into makin' love songs (I ain't)
Actions are louder than words, so me, I'm on smoke for my loved ones (Bap)
If you chill with them then you are one (You are)
Don't press my b***ons, R1 (Nyuum)
And don't get caught in the long run
All this sh*t that I done for my loved ones is gonna pay off in the long run
Bro-bro's always in the B 'cah he likes to work like that (Work)
D gets slugs while I cut trees, I feel like a lumberjack (Trap)
Don't believe that they slide on gang, but if they do, we're crashin' back (We're goin')
You can die in these council flats
Mum says prayers to cancel that (Sorry mum)
My old friends were movin' blind, now they feel what I say, like bro (LOL)
School friends said I'm doin' so well, teachers said that I'll be dead or in jail (I'm here)
I'll make a mess while I'm standin' here 'cah I've been stylin' like gel (Drip)
Gang put two and Drip put four on sticks, unsafe as well (Biz)
I always had drive way before I got my car (Nyuum)
Your start won't last
I was in the-I was in the trap tryna reach for the stars
This .45 might lardie darg, this one can sing like Amelia (Bap, bap, bap)
All my bro's got battle scars, we went to war like brothers in arms (Gang sh*t)

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