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fifa street - black josh lyrics

[verse 1: black josh]
uh, ya boy is back i’ve been the kid and still a spoilt brat
i talk shmack on audio and serve it foil wrapped
taking over man city, minus oil cash
a bit on edge i might destroy the gaff, this gargoyle’s mad
home wrecker, this girl wants to join the gang
joint in hand, she got that work, no employment plan
lower classy, trashy neighbours, it’s the royals fam
started from the bottom underground, i turned a coin to grands

[chorus: black josh]
i start my day and roll my weed, then end it straight away
by going back to sleep until i’m late to where i need to be
you’d be lucky if i show up ’cause my presence in the present is a present, now present my dough, give me the p
i put the work in while you’re working out a plan, to put the work
had the work inside a wrap like its a piece of meat
i don’t care about the law, or even politics, ’cause i just want my crystal ball and roll like this is fifa street

[verse 2: black josh]
i’m a nappy*headed, makavelli, eyes on me like makavelli
had to learn to bag and sell it, always been the blacker berry
hungry, what a fatter belly, munching on a maccies’ brekkie
surprised i ain’t fat already, red eye’d looking at the telly
ain’t nothing new on the news, and i knew it
from young, watching cartoons and i still do it
while drawing on a big fat ember of the doobie
isolated on my own with iceolator and a movie
grey clouds, so i cold sag in doors with my gore*tex, while it rains out
bored, no weed at me mates house
i just got a ben but gave him 8 pounds
i needed two quid for a single and a raw pack
shouts to my brother though, he already bought that
smoked out, can’t be assed to even talk back
but when i’m sober i still ignore man
say nothing got my middle finger up
i’d rather have, than feel, like a million bucks
and i got enough rhymes to fill a million books
i feel alive, when i’m k!lling stuff
[chorus: black josh]
i start my day and roll my weed, then end it straight away
by going back to sleep until i’m late to where i need to be
you’d be lucky if i show up ’cause my presence in the present is a present, now present my dough, give me the p
i put the work in while you’re working out a plan, to put the work
had the work inside a wrap like its a piece of meat
i don’t care about the law, or even politics, ’cause i just want my crystal ball and roll like this is fifa street

[verse 2: yibby]
to kick off we kick on till the night gone
we five deep my team tired
stay tight, this nice touch like it might’ve seen a juggle
had him scratching heads, see that puddle n*gga, hat trick too sl!ck
i never fumble, a dime a dozen, a dozen points, a dozen pints i’m seeing double
seen a shorty but she trouble so couldn’t keep no covenant
no promise on my creed like it’s my government
i’m late up sh*t creek tryna see the watch fluttering
make covers, make ’em cover it, got it covered
get currency, get currency

- black josh lyrics

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