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clavish - champions league freestyle كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
yeah
i rap now, but i used to take bricks without payin’
just sayin’
you got cheffed and left on the side street, just layin’

[verse]
uh
i rap now, but i used to take bricks without payin’
just sayin’
you got cheffed and left on the side street, just layin’
’cause of me and not my mates
not like these rappers that ain’t put in work themselves
so they’ve got no choice to rap ’bout what their mates did
my lower back in pain
probably ‘cah i got the estate that i’m from on my shoulders
not to mention all these chains
and if i get caught up by the feds and it weren’t me
i’mma ride it like i’ve got way too much pride to say a name
look at my nautilus, it rains, important people know i’m paid
i’m in the studio with three that all got one under their belt
does it look like i’m afraid?
if you don’t know what that means they’ve all put someone in a grave
either or, either way
i’ve been weighing up my thoughts
should i go put rap on pause and find a switch for my glizzy
and start squeezin’ for the cause
the same glizzy that my body sn_tchin’ bedrin bought on tour
i think she’s perfect, she ain’t gotta get her body sn_tched for sure
i need a crib by the shore
ap offshore, but i want a richard mille
i know tough guys that were really tough ended up snitchin’
if music didn’t work for me, it would’ve been the kitchen
in five days i spend over a thousand mud sippin’
don’t call him a shooter, don’t hit his target gun grippin’
we don’t speak and it hurts me ‘cah i really f_cked with him
nowadays, i only care about my bag, f_ck n_ggas
i’ve bought bags for chicks i ain’t even hit
and bags for chicks that done let me all up in their sh_t
keep a secret, i don’t want my name all up in the mix
double barrel, so i call the shotty twix
your favorite rapper would be sh_t without the fibs
i’ve got a room full of jordan’s and my designer kicks
80 thousand for this watch, but still don’t know what it is
but i know who i’m ridin’ with
asked melly if he can bleach my knife for me, had blood from the handle all the way up to the tip
about my paper, but i can’t cap, violence makes me shift
watched the wire and thought to myself, “i wanna be like chris”
i’m my little cousin’s role model, but i don’t think he should wanna be like this
some days i’m livin’ just to die and some days dyin’ just to live
i can rap and i can sing, got a singin’ tape comin’
i linked 29 and realise i ain’t made enough money
if my demons pull up, only god will know why you’re not runnin’
like, you’re meant to bury mum and not get buried by your mummy
i wear louis on a day i’d say is bummy
you can quit your 9_5, stay outta trouble, stay at home and hold this bunny
three car convoy, the middle car is where the gun is
but there’s guns in the others so this convoy means nothin’
this ain’t no industry secret, yeah, my label did drop me
i weren’t in my bedroom sobbin’
luckily, that weren’t a problem
still had couple other labels at my front door knockin’
but if they ain’t worth my while, i’d rather put my faith in colin
_____ is grown now, hope he knows that chattin’ sh_t won’t get him far
he was present when we stabbed up all his bedrins in the car
my little lady told me “make songs less violent, keep it calm”
it’s not my fault before i popped, i really gave them n_ggas scars
i’ve had ones i used to fantasize ’bout moanin’
he try hit shots on my block but that can’t run so i just soaked him
sippin’ maka got me slow, my album just went gold
but i’m still walkin’ around that stamford hill estate like i own it
mask on and gloves, i don’t want you to think that they got covid
good with my words, so i’m never surprised at when they quote me
she said, “long time” but she’s buggin’, i leveled up, that was the old me
200 pound pedal bike just tryna get a rollie
used to get some crazy rashes from them drug abusin’ sofas
three ounces in my sprite, my nephew cannot sip my soda
put a hand ting in a cullinan, a shotgun in the rover
let dimma get up close and see if he don’t turn you to a poster
feel me

- clavish

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