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lirik lagu morgan – cristale

[intro]
bun lockdown (zel, this sh*t crazy)
rah!

[verse]
i love money and freedom (free meals)
had to cut man loose cah he loved my ps
he’s skunk, fam, this ain’t no threesome (he’s gone)
i wish my mum called me morgan
if started talkin’ free, man’s freezin’ (freeze up)
nuff times i wiped the slate clean when they did me dirty
there weren’t no reason
turn stranger when you commit treason (you’re paigon)
blacked*out merc in the ends, got the mandem scarce
“i don’t know that coupe” (who’s that?)
blame it on judge whеn he buss two case
it’s calm, you don’t know that fluke
backroads only to dеstination
main road, they don’t know that route (that’s too bait)
family ties ain’t sh*t to me, fam
you’re a snake, i don’t know that yute (wow)
nuff times i made blood from water
shoulda seen the condensation comin’ (shoulda seen it)
car crash from july
leesh said the compensation’s comin’ (calm down, cris)
boy said seize this, takin’ ya toll
and my complication’s nothin’ (it’s nothin’)
five*0, five*0 showed up, now it’s a complicated somethin’
there’s twenty man duckin’ and divin’
ten man hidin’, ten man ridin’ (skrrt)
fifteen whips on the ends
five in a parked*up, ten man drivin’ (drive that)
og panickin’, stallin’, young bucks wildin’
let man drive then (let me dig that)
can’t go down like the opps did
we’re on frontline, them man sidemen
these man active, them man actors (actors!)
there’s food in the ride, no food truck
and the rice come white catford
might go west in the field like stratford (go west, fam)
might glide in the field like tractors
left any man that wan me backwards (reverse)
cop chase for dinner, relocate and change name for afters
told me, “babes, anywhere you wan’ go
just let a man know or show man the atlas”
don’t tek mi fi fool or eediat and not perfect
cyaan tek cris for practice
show man if it’s time to go upsuh
trust us, can’t have dips in your accent, bwoy (true)
if you can’t pattern near these guys
stay in the ends and keep sendin’ packs in
bae said he wanna go somewhere next week
told him to get a license and come get me (let’s go)
i’m jokin’, i been tryna get mine too
since lockdown, ‘rona won’t let me (won’t let me)
i’ve been a bad b from you met me
gyal get clapped, on the gas like pepsi (don’t vex me)
tell boris i want a refund on my course
ain’t been to a class since february (eediat)
real talk, straight shooter
ain’t gettin’ billed nine k for the year
to watch my lecturer lecture computers (no way)
i know times been hard for us all
wanna save band full but can’t diss my tutor (can’t diss my tutor)
i’m a half contributor (half contributor)
how you payin’ for a online course when our world’s on pause?
i find this peculiar
tell distributors i need ten racks just to market my ting
cah need some rage
poor ting tried to run from me
mi need fi go church and tek to praise
contract said no derogatory scandal
fix up a gyal, now the contract breached
don’t contact me, aw sh*t, there’s blood on my clothes
tell mumsie i need some bleach
cid’s on route, they can’t take the evidence
haffi cut through ends inna stealth mode
everyone asleep, i can’t wake the residents (oh sh*t)
uk labels can’t give me nothin’, need us deals
but can’t take the president (cr*p)
these artists are gettin’ frigged, backway beat outs
slap ‘way, that case cyaan tek di deal, i’m celibate, delicate (celibate)
hurts my heart when they do me wrong, it’s long
i’d be lyin’ if i said never felt it
old boy shook when he wouldn’t see me
got ps and he don’t believe i don’t sell sh*t
this brownin’ had potential, but met the friend zone
he was way too selfish
and broski’s guts are on my friend’s clothes
he draw for petrol every time he sh*ll sh*t (he sh*lled it)
bro got down, he’s broke
cah he turned to a paigon these times (these times)
first got him down like punkin’
got back up, did him like dumplin’, refried (refry that)
tell a darkhead gyal she wan fight with me
this ain’t no game, she can’t press re*try (no way)
ah one life you ah live, my girl
so steppin’ to me wouldn’t be wise
ain’t gonna tell you once or three times
two warnin’, you get time fi decide (decide)
if we got beef ’round dem sides
look at your creps when you see me ’round these sides (look down, fam)
years did the mandem dirty
nothin’ like mash, shoulda seen all their levi (levi’s)
corn get popped and magnify
couldn’t care less if they know you from knee*high
[outro]
yes, them, they don’t give a toss, fam
they know you from knee*high
they did you dirty, fam, or you did them dirty, it’s game over
everyone’s a opp now, fam
bun 2020
2021’s the way forward
say once again
bun lockdown, innit
bun it a thousand times

- cristale

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