A2 - Keys lyrics

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A2 - Keys lyrics

[Intro] [Verse 1: Leone.MON] I've been a ghost but soon they'll see me Your girl wanna roll with me to my city But she got left back now I call that girl Clichy I don't want your girl, your girl's easy I don't need your girl, your girl needs me I'm so sick brother I could sell freebies Put this on repeat This that full volume when you cruise in your whip Was once told the future's a gift Now I am the present for youths in the bits Cos they know I go stupid Like homeless on road, man you know that I'm ruthless The way that I'm flowing, you know I produced this I gotta be next up, sipping Courvois in a red cup I think what's in my head not allowed in my head but I'm so calm... Word Turn up, we in this Everybody in my team; genius Words like braille, everybody feeling this All of you are blind if you ain't seeing this Since starting this Code, they all wanna be in this Push a key in this sho n***a, I'm a pianist Me and this audio crack, there's P in this [Verse 2: A2] Stepped out of the ride and its smoky Got a side b**h, she too moany Said she wants a ring but I think she's too phoney And I got a link up in Brum and its cosy White ting but she's shaped like Makosi Bam bam with the pebbles for the stony And then I make her bed rock like Bon Jovi Word up I'm still riding round town with my homies New whip, new chain, same old me Nudest in the frame and she's posey I'm chilling with my boo boo like I'm Yogi She's laid bare off her face from the codeine I got amnesia but she smoke macaroni I weren't on the list I said b**h I do poetry No lie I'm four E.P's strong making songs with no feature I drop a new joint when I'm bored go abroad to record No award, just reward me with reefa In fact give me neither, I chill with my feet up Got meetings with labels, ain't gone they're still eager Got drink on the table bottles from Paris but I don't mean to brag but your car's probably cheaper And I ain't even lying