DC - Gleamin' Freestyle lyrics

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DC - Gleamin' Freestyle lyrics

[Verse 1: DC] Man you see the other day I was chilling with my bros and I heard the n***a say he's the best on the roads See I don't really beep my horn but if you wanna talk about the best better get me involved See I was sitting there with Steph on the steps And he said listen rich man you're destined to blow And you know that these n***as gonna hate So I might just invest in the vest in the oh Man you see the other day sitting in my yard and I heard the n***a say that he's harder than me My n***a just quit this rap ting get a day job or go on UCAS go find a degree 20 years older to find at ya league I remember me and jag didn't have any p 29p couldn't buy us them c's Now he's got big german that lights up the street And my n***as all gleam n***as don't know about the squad but I bet your girl knows about the team When you hear ‘gleam' you ain't even gotta see my face and the whole ends know that it's me I just came in and they noticing me if I spit a 16 is game over to me They're older than me they ain't colder than me All my n***as don't talk they don't know the police I was sitting with my mum she looked at my face like “Son why's your lips like that?” and she thinks I smoke weed But mum I be spitting all this heat that my lips turned black I been writing all week man it feels like a dream I think all these things really feel my frack and he watch me on the streets But mum that's what happens when you grease like that I'm just a black boy from the south of the Thames Been a long time but I'm out here again You see a couple n***as weren't supporting the ting But trust me them n***as ain't around here again All these other rappers they can call me the king Cos I'm rapping like I got the crown on my head I call my n***a abs and he thought it's a ting If I hold down this pen till his pad man are dead Cos you see the other day sitting in my yard [?] I mean there's a few that I rate Chip, Stormzy, Skepta Konan and Krept See when you rap about the chains and the whips and it don't correlate to what we see in the flesh Then I press pause see the little triangle with the line underneath then I hit the eject I don't even wanna hear what you've done on the road What you shot what you've sold n***a where's your bars See man I heard him say he's got a german I see him on the road n***a where's your car Sound like a yout on a mic brudda are you nervous? Little n***a where's your heart And I see him talk tough in my mentions ill catch him on his ones n***a where's your dargs See what I learned from the scene is you gotta be straight up brudda it's important So when I don't wanna speak man I step my last scene on so these n***as know that I ignore them I take the risk there ain't no portion, can never be poor that ain't my portion Cos everybody's talking tough till it's go time When its show time n***as don't spit bars n***a I'm local Ride for my n***as I'm local If I blow then I bring my whole team in n***a I'm local Look around you them n***as ain't gleaming, n***a I'm local Them n***as ain't gleaming