CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Young Adz freestyle - Westwood Crib Session
Uh YA, D block europe in the building
Shoutout all the real n***as in the building
Teen dream
Yh
Uh, yeah, smile through joy, laugh through pain
I don't really think our hearts the same
My little n***a got bagged for a hooting and asked me
"A, why these n***as snitch when we bark and aim?"
I told him
"fam, jail ain’t part of the plan but its part of the game
When u bang hammers and your hardening cane."
I feel weird in this rap sh*t
Feel more at home with this trap sh*t
Cause all I ever seen was them packs flip
Whitewash three shots in 45 minutes that's a hat trick
You can't relate was raised round killers, dysfunctional family, no no dinners
You rap but you doing know spinners, we bought kids to the hood with them known known killers
I’m talking real killers, not drillas or hittas, they're all in the can
The man that m'd him him him him him and him, they're all in the fam, That's facts, akh
Come to the video shoot and don't rap akh
Mums life squad video went up in Manny we were strapped akh
Facts akh
So lemme take u back
When it was me and lb
We use to share the same nike air force 1's, now we in LV
Corleone dropped us our first mash we done a move same night now he's locking that trap rap shutting it down
Really shutting it down, I think about and I smile
We were strapped up at Jumu’ah
That’s the first time I saw colours
Back when homes was out of jail, he brang me close to the bruddas
But lemme take you back more
Ten years old coming home smell that smoke soon as you open the door as you fight demons in the kitchen
Seen it my whole life but still got rich off addiction
Cause when your heart is so pure, but your mind is so f**ked
Makes it easy to hate, and so hard to love
Lemme take you back more, knifefights, punchups
Blood on my kicks, when Gutter got touched I was p*ssed
We got my man in his back but try slap off his wig
When - died that f**ked up my sh*t, could have fainted when she heard I got knicked, hope your seeing me now, hope I'm doing you proud
When I see them its love, I just beep and I smile
I love you but I ain’t trusting you
In my team I'm upfront and a substitute
No money problems I got trust issues, that vest don't mean nothing when my little n***as come for you
Do you know what gets me, what upsets me
I kept it all real and they left me
Meant to be love but they left me
How the f**k did them people forget me?
When you take a boy from a hood like mine, never done well in school weren't good like mine
All he’s got is a dream, and take away that I'll be back up in court room 13
Another case to beat
Spend about 2 years on bail and [?]
All these n***as talk about mashing down cunch, have you ever seen scales, have you ever seen shells
Nina's tucked with gold bottles was our role models, you can't blame us b
Word
That shank compulsory, get him from A to B
So play the game, roll that dice and we still make it look so cold at night
One slip away, I'll be in the station all night
I'm just playing that real mad game called life
Where the locks out in New York, you know the spots
Back in London I'm waiting for that coke to drop, that oil turn into rock
From Brum down to south they've heard of my squad
So let me end it like this
Teen dream they ain't getting better than this
If I stay in the game then I'll end up like, sitting in my cell, thinking how did I end up like this
So its either I sell 100,000 and get it like this or get it like bigs
Top shotta ting, start banging my weapon like fish
D block europe
Shoutout all the real n***as in the building
Teen dream
Yh
Uh, yeah, smile through joy, laugh through pain
I don't really think our hearts the same
My little n***a got bagged for a hooting and asked me
"A, why these n***as snitch when we bark and aim?"
I told him
"fam, jail ain’t part of the plan but its part of the game
When u bang hammers and your hardening cane."
I feel weird in this rap sh*t
Feel more at home with this trap sh*t
Cause all I ever seen was them packs flip
Whitewash three shots in 45 minutes that's a hat trick
You can't relate was raised round killers, dysfunctional family, no no dinners
You rap but you doing know spinners, we bought kids to the hood with them known known killers
I’m talking real killers, not drillas or hittas, they're all in the can
The man that m'd him him him him him and him, they're all in the fam, That's facts, akh
Come to the video shoot and don't rap akh
Mums life squad video went up in Manny we were strapped akh
Facts akh
So lemme take u back
When it was me and lb
We use to share the same nike air force 1's, now we in LV
Corleone dropped us our first mash we done a move same night now he's locking that trap rap shutting it down
Really shutting it down, I think about and I smile
We were strapped up at Jumu’ah
That’s the first time I saw colours
Back when homes was out of jail, he brang me close to the bruddas
But lemme take you back more
Ten years old coming home smell that smoke soon as you open the door as you fight demons in the kitchen
Seen it my whole life but still got rich off addiction
Cause when your heart is so pure, but your mind is so f**ked
Makes it easy to hate, and so hard to love
Lemme take you back more, knifefights, punchups
Blood on my kicks, when Gutter got touched I was p*ssed
We got my man in his back but try slap off his wig
When - died that f**ked up my sh*t, could have fainted when she heard I got knicked, hope your seeing me now, hope I'm doing you proud
When I see them its love, I just beep and I smile
I love you but I ain’t trusting you
In my team I'm upfront and a substitute
No money problems I got trust issues, that vest don't mean nothing when my little n***as come for you
Do you know what gets me, what upsets me
I kept it all real and they left me
Meant to be love but they left me
How the f**k did them people forget me?
When you take a boy from a hood like mine, never done well in school weren't good like mine
All he’s got is a dream, and take away that I'll be back up in court room 13
Another case to beat
Spend about 2 years on bail and [?]
All these n***as talk about mashing down cunch, have you ever seen scales, have you ever seen shells
Nina's tucked with gold bottles was our role models, you can't blame us b
Word
That shank compulsory, get him from A to B
So play the game, roll that dice and we still make it look so cold at night
One slip away, I'll be in the station all night
I'm just playing that real mad game called life
Where the locks out in New York, you know the spots
Back in London I'm waiting for that coke to drop, that oil turn into rock
From Brum down to south they've heard of my squad
So let me end it like this
Teen dream they ain't getting better than this
If I stay in the game then I'll end up like, sitting in my cell, thinking how did I end up like this
So its either I sell 100,000 and get it like this or get it like bigs
Top shotta ting, start banging my weapon like fish
D block europe
