Tekst piosenki
Young man on a trip
They don’t want to see us in them vips
Up in London where they call them chips
Crisps, up in hackney I’m from the westside
Of the
Young man on a trip
Ain’t bout business got no time to invest
See monitor niggas close
And them niggas ain’t half what they project
I got nothing bad to say
Bout being raised in ject’s
Cuz some niggas raise hell and some niggas raised on respect
That nearly killed me a couple times
Under the blanket of dark skies
They tell stories bout them niggas with a flash light
Under there jaw what you know about the street life
Thats my life
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Ain’t heard from the fam in 4 months
I should probably call home, catch up
They know handle biz, they never worry much
Don’t ever count on anyone to get your count up
Still doing everything we discussed
If i ever need i know you’ll come clutch
So i ain’t in hurry back no rush
Young nigga going all over map
I just gotta see the world ill be back, uh
I just gotta see the world ill be back, uh
I just gotta see the world ill be back uh
I just gotta see the world ill be back
No matter where the trail go i always
Find my way right back
2V:
I dare the devil Ben Affleck
To try and bring me down, i ain’t having that
I gotta big band habit, i gotta have it
Nothings ever given go grab it
I rep my town when I’m outta town
Went hard for this paper no cap and gown
I been going hard in field, bet my country want to cap me now
Rapper soccer player extraordinaire
First of my kind to be known anywhere
As far i know, and if there is
Well they ain’t this cold
Ain’t no money then i vanish
That don’t bump around here it got banished
I’ll be back, i’ll be back on some terminator shit
Sitting in the terminal turning up to this
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