Текст песни
J5. Don't break under pressure. Show them you're a stepper. Stand down? Never. Rather show them pepper. Comfy with the weather. Tryna find the paper, We could go through any measure. Not even on my level, I just see them As lesser. Me, I'm a presser, but I don't Know who shot that Beretta. Calm and composed, not a stressor. Making du'a for my man and God bless her. Pray facin' Mecca. Still a go-getter. And right now I'm vexed 'cause the profit ain't Enough, I need extra. Machine link in Manchester. Boy get whacked for my gesture. Man get splashed from the chest up. Get away from Jake 'cause we're clever. Immortal forever. Stay with me through every Endeavor. No time to rest up, the cheddar. Got the blicky there if ever, if ever. We was on the block till the bag done, Hustler. You wasn't outside, you missed the action. Got my name ringin' like a MAC-10. They ain't even see me at my best, not A fraction. If that ting ain't bringin' any cash In, it's probably a distraction. The road and the business is clashin'. We ride for our own satisfaction. I stepped out the house, told Mom I ain't Comin' back. Tryna flip them 20 packs to 100 Racks. See, the sit-around ting, man, I'm done with That. I was prayin' to God it weren't payin' Act. We was on the block-I really had To step on the street. N17, who do you expect me to be? Can I get dark? Nigga, definitely. Puttin' money on my head, I hope you kept Your receipt. Fuck them niggas, walk the long way Home. Big SK, man, I'm tough like stone. I can't say the names of the tugs I Know 'cause the cases ain't closed till the judge Die slow. Young buff daddy got them comin' in dozens. Pretty face ting, bring a friend for my cousin. I was in the kitchen, bare shapes I was Cuttin'. Switched up the hustle, now my bank Account's bussin'. We was on the block till the Bag done, hustler. You wasn't outside, you missed the action. Got my name ringin' like a MAC-10. They ain't even see me at my best, not A fraction. If that ting ain't bringin' any cash In, it's probably a distraction. The road and the business is clashin'. We ride for our own satisfaction. We was on the block till the bag done, Hustler. You wasn't outside, you missed the action. Got my name ringin' like a MAC-10. They ain't even see me at my best, not A fraction. If that ting ain't bringin' any cash In, it's probably a distraction. The road and the business is clashin'. We ride for our own satisfaction.
J Hus, Skepta — Outside
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