Letra de #skeptacore pt.1 - Ryder & Skepta

(Feat. Skepta)

Big Smoke, SK level, grease

Like a bullet from a gun, it burns

When you realise she was never your girl

It was just your turn

You gotta face your demons

Don't matter how much money you earn

Your niggas said, "4L"

But the shit got real and you weren't concerned

The same old story, the world spins 'round and 'round, fam

Lessons have to get learned

Truth has to be told

I don't bend, I don't fold

I lost count how many we sold

I went Silver, I went Gold

Then I went Platinum, so what's next?

Supermodels tryna sex

Sendin' nudes on a text

Can't believe I used to be vexed

See, it's too easy

To write a sad song about how my dad raised me

'Cause I'm lookin' in the mirror and my dad made me

A real top boy, I just can't play the victim

Been livin' my life as a kingpin

I'm calm with the heat in the kitchen

I was a young boy, mum told me what my name really means

And the power just kicked in

I found my way home

Then I saw my granddad's name on a gravestone

The same as mine, already dead

Nothin' to fear, I been here from time

Chief SK sippin' on palm wine

Every day, I laugh at these niggas online

Another one, here today, gone tomorrow

Dick ridin; for some likes and a follow

Put in the work, that's all you need to bust

Shoutout Lancey, Headie, and J Hus

Shout 67, oh, you see them with us

We was on tour, bare weed on the bus

Feds outside, the bus gotta push to the next city, gotta rush

Big plans gettin' discussed, so freedom is a must

Fuck the police, tell 'em, "Eat my dust"

'Cause still it ain't safe, not even in a world full of cops

I got bored of askin', "When is this hurt gonna stop?"

We don't want to conversate or confer with the opps

It is what it is

Recently, I've been learnin' a lot

All I know is there's no better feeling

Than gettin' home and seein' my little girl in a cot, so

This year we're done talkin'

Forget the bagga chat, it's just action

Man are trollin' to get a reaction

Every day, it's another distraction

Gotta fight temptation, can't get lost in the sauce

Have I got a heart? Yeah, of course

But I had to put my feelings on pause

'Cause like a bullet from a gun, it burns

When you realise she was never your girl

It was just your turn

You got to face your demons

Don't matter how much money you earn

Your niggas said, "4L"

But the shit got real and you weren't concerned

The same old story, the world spins 'round and 'round, fam

Lessons have to get learned

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