CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Behind Barz
Yeah!
Behind Barz, Avelino
Look!
Straight outta turn up, am quarter one often more than a magazine
Issue book me i'm a problem, Yeah
Roses are red, violets never blossom, but
Boys in the hood get paid in full when they shottas (uh)
I can't even knock em who's there, to really open doors
I think the system's too scared (mmm!)
They say nobody's perfect, i'm too rare
Few years ago they told you give the kid the few years, and
Now i gotta cash in and park it on my mind and i find it funny
How my vision the reason i'm goin' blind
Low to the soul my n***a, thats only rare, i've got
One "[?]", but my bridgend's rollin' with 9's
I am not a hood you am just a you from the hood
With the mind of "[?]", or crew with the crooks
I'm counter tryna run the game without losing the force
Until i'm loaded living Lux Murda i'm used like a Mook, uh!
I'm a world class amateur
I'm settling scores, i'll settle never had a score
f**k it, i'd rather have it lose than have it all
They pictured me shooting, am in front of the canamo
BRIT awards then i sittin', where i never sat before
Gave one gemini she a capricorn
Actions speak louder than words i can action talk
And then ring me spades and my gigs, what you rattling for, heh!
Behind Barz, Avelino
Look!
Straight outta turn up, am quarter one often more than a magazine
Issue book me i'm a problem, Yeah
Roses are red, violets never blossom, but
Boys in the hood get paid in full when they shottas (uh)
I can't even knock em who's there, to really open doors
I think the system's too scared (mmm!)
They say nobody's perfect, i'm too rare
Few years ago they told you give the kid the few years, and
Now i gotta cash in and park it on my mind and i find it funny
How my vision the reason i'm goin' blind
Low to the soul my n***a, thats only rare, i've got
One "[?]", but my bridgend's rollin' with 9's
I am not a hood you am just a you from the hood
With the mind of "[?]", or crew with the crooks
I'm counter tryna run the game without losing the force
Until i'm loaded living Lux Murda i'm used like a Mook, uh!
I'm a world class amateur
I'm settling scores, i'll settle never had a score
f**k it, i'd rather have it lose than have it all
They pictured me shooting, am in front of the canamo
BRIT awards then i sittin', where i never sat before
Gave one gemini she a capricorn
Actions speak louder than words i can action talk
And then ring me spades and my gigs, what you rattling for, heh!
