Faze Miyake - Strawberry Rain lyrics

[Intro] Yeah What's this one? Aight FT [Verse 1] Ain't no kids daddy But if I had a baby or track with a youth Know what that means, sh** in nappy And I ain't talking bout sh** from batty I'm talking bout f**ing sh** in nappy Stack for the Barclays, not for the Santander Thought I was gonna say Abbey? Stuck in the past in the game most likely Stopping and starting, I said catch up And them boys still can't catch me Transport them I was in a taxi You know I got spots like acne For the dumpling, yam and ackee And for dumping out on a fa**y Get a call then I'm there Low down on the split or opp I'm fetching gladly It's normal, I do my ting I just wanna make MJ happy I stack and I trap, since the first man ah cat I ain't ever look back, hear me on a track Don't think that it's rad, it's sad My endz is like Islamabad Gaza there, don't post and stand No encounters are hand-to-hand Man will rise up the chrome Van damme [Hook] Don't get caught in the backroad Cause you wanna stunt on the main It gets insane Thoughts flying out of your brain You could call it strawberry rain Things ain't the same Snitches baiting up the whole game Talk in codes on the phone, not flames Glide in and out, man are changing lanes If I see feds, I'll turn Usain [Verse 2] Play your position Attack the opposition With the greatest precision Defend or aggression Stop pagans from messing With the bread that you're getting You're beefing and trapping and now you're all threatened It's not worth it if you're not gonna dead him You wanna have beef and still try pebbing? Till man run up on your shop and get him To call you asking for seven Three man deep: me, Smith-and-Wesson Got you before so you know that I'm repping Badman from early, ask Tevin Badman from early, ask Kevin Said he wants food, but I never met him And know shots there never wreck him Fam it's all long, I'll change up my eleven Get a new jip and switch up my method Never could pum-pum make me feel pressured I'll make a pum-pum make you get peppered How you gonna wrap your pum-pum jeffers? I can't be out here with washed breddas Everybody's pissed now I'm putting on my leathers Man can't see me, I'm ghost with the cheddars Low-key moving last letters [Hook] Don't get caught in the backroad Cause you wanna stunt on the main It gets insane Thoughts flying out of your brain You could call it strawberry rain Things ain't the same Snitches baiting up the whole game Talk in codes on the phone, not flames Glide in and out, man are changing lanes If I see feds, I'll turn Usain [Verse 3] All or nothing I don't wanna hear about bits and bobs I keep it real in and out of the game But they have trouble, cause they're not You know what I'm on and you know where I'm from Man are there in Ess** or South London When the endz get corn, mi nuh wear Long John Mi rise the blue steel and leave man done We're number one, I'm number five But we're all sick, so it's alright Just wait till TK's CD arrives And you see Shifman saying boom on sky Family Tree, yeah, we're them guys MCs with 38s and 45's Could have been a baby or big nine Big problem ah go down quicktime 'Matic does ring like a half food line You can hold shots in your neck and spine If you wanna get brave, while you're trying You will find out that I'm not lying When you come with fists and I come with iron On the same backroad you will lay there lying In your own blood, stiff, senseless and dying Now your grandma's daughter's crying, it's sad [Hook] Don't get caught in the backroad Cause you wanna stunt on the main It gets insane Thoughts flying out of your brain You could call it strawberry rain Things ain't the same Snitches baiting up the whole game Talk in codes on the phone, not flames Glide in and out, man are changing lanes If I see feds, I'll turn Usain