Ghetts - What We Do (Freestyle) lyrics

[Verse 1: Wretch 32] I'm saying 2-13 didn't really have the best for me In the studes cooking up, thought I had the recipe Still things are looking up, I believe in energy Last few months I made a quarter mil festively God, why you testing me? How you let my granny die? Every time I drive past her house, have to wipe my eye I would trade places with her now just to see her fly That day I put her in the ground left me traumatised Still I crack on, hit the bar every night I could have a girl every day but I won't have a life They just wanna go on a date, they wanna grab a bite If I put you in the frame, you'd get camera shy Flash flashing, my pupils have had enough It's like all eyes on me, but it ain't adding up If I had a penny for every smile, every pause I'd peel off like a tangerine but I cherry doored Fruity, when your diamonds don't have any flaws That's when you're like Lord Sugar- Pardon my French, but that's just the desi talk Ballers who uplift their ends, that's who I support So, I told em pa** through Barbecue, even had a bouncy castle That's cause in Tottenham I'm like their Dizzee Rascal My ends gunning for me, know we've got arsenal, come on! See, I love it when my brothers come home If I'm going to Italy, my brother come Rome I threw in the next key, my brother just drove Mercedes back to back, that's what I call grown I guess we've come a long way from them pissy flats Mad-smelling, vomit in the stairs, I got sick of that Some cats sticking up my dogs when we're in the trap That's why it's called a deadly race, it's a deadly lap Yeah, see when I never had any fans I was on the wheel of fortune, tryna pedal grams Wrong spin, got a caution when I was heading back Counted, I had more blessings than petty cash Yeah, I guess anyone can do the maths Mad, now one verse costs a thousand raps Mad, I swear there ain't nothing to subtract Now all my Os come in the bank Lately, I've been thinking 'bout my highs and lows Been on the side of the bus like Dynamo Had no ticket on the bus, way out my zones Now inside my tour bus is kinda like my home I say "father, thank you for everything" My team's blessed, my manager bought a wedding ring We sleep less, we channeled thoughts, yes we did Neatly-dressed on the cats' walk, I get it in In, in, penny for your thoughts You could have a f** failing, ah, hold on, hold on You could succeed failing, unwritten law The Titanic ship was going down before taking off So I ain't taking off, the pacemaker's God I'm like earth, wind and fire, I can take the fall Before I take the loss, I rip my label off I rip the paper out my show, leave my agent cloth Run and run across the roll and get written off But what I'm saying, I'm same Jermaine, I'll never change It's a liberty that my statue isn't in the States I'm writing a book, my brother, I'm on a different page [Verse 2: Scorcher] I ain't designed for this industry cause I've got it in for me Rappers that I run off in person are record-dissing me Certain times they've got me feeling like I'm going mad I left the robot last year, I've started going back Give it a flow blud, I ain't showing no love I just lost 10 f**s all cause of a grow flood So f** everybody rapping 'bout the cashing out Fake rapper, that's the sh** you never rap about All I do is f** gyals, do shows, write lyrics You see the n***as round here? They're my n***as Started from the sandpit, gravel in their eyes So if I die, them man'll turn [?] tonight Yeah, Everton's cool but we own it Make sure you're playing by the rules when you rolling But f** all of that bullsh**, my baller brother's a millionaire Every time I go to his spot, I wanna live in there Yeah, it's got me feeling inspired It's the bark, steel flow, I've been preeing the wire Man are chatting 'bout they're fly but they ain't seen on a flyer Ayy listen, oy, f** you know? I've done a hundred shows, couple tours up and down the country As long as I'm writing lyrics, my son'll be living comfy I never used a pen and paper when I wrote this lyric Cuh everything I do, boy that's [?] I was sitting in a dark room, tryna find a light switch Grandfather died, it felt like I had a side stitch The pain in my heart, but I had to man up He was there when I was crawling, when he left I had to stand up Looking at my son tryna extend the legacy As for his mother, I'll do anything 'cept a wedding ring 'Cept a wedding ring, they can't lie You see they're beings with bad habits, they can't die I started on the [?], then I got the whole one Then I got the two and a Q, f**, I was moving a few Then a half bar, then I got the Obi I skipped out the 80, jumped to the oakies Then I brought my cousin in, I could put my trust in him Same grandparents, natural born hustlin' Alex [?], dropped me a 35 I clocked that, the P's live [Verse 3: Mercston] They can't change me, remember riding round in the summer No AC, silver Ford [?] 200 Round 80, me and f**ing Stacey I ain't f**ed with dem gyal in a while though, facety Rah, tell a p**yhole face me I'll f** you up n***a, then don't play with me Back to the flow though, me with dem gyal [?] On the way to the MOBOs, before I left I took a photo, black suit, sharp shoes and an auto I've got [?], hit the gym Gyal dem say my lines are like DeAngelo, yeah I used to see a girl that went St Angela's, swear Believe that there, as we reach back there, what we do is wrong While sipping on a Ciroc amaretto, your girl Told me that I'm special I don't know the cause but I came in with a rebel I don't know where Wretch is, but Scorch is there on the table Give me the rest a statement I swear to God, I'm finding it hard to stay faithful I'm on the grind, b**hes be inboxing me their navel [?], I swear it's on the table Almost covered in maple, sh** I really need to take in what my granny said, I'm gonna marry kush Need to clear my mind, I can't believe that my granny's dead I never show emotion but as of late, I've been panicking Dad's going through some sh**, gotta be around for him Can't let him down again, UGH! The feeling in my heart when my granddad went, BAH! Listen, I needed some seconds to stay composed So when I'm out burning this bread, I'll make a toast YOLO, that's only in the flesh though On my second innings I'll be chilling with the lost ones Playing Lauryn Hill in the motor, constant I ain't chatting a guy like Ronson Got a princess, I don't wanna die though When I'm in the Merc, it's me and her f**ing side-on We travel round the world, Valentine's was in the Eiffel Both sides she was in the [?] in the eve, that's in the Bible I'm a maestro, you already know the flow goes like this Ice code, tekkers, swerving like lino [?] Richie, Lionel Going through the city, alright go [Verse 4: Ghetts] May the Lord forgive us We've been sinning since Adam and Eve Is Eve short for evil? Cause she forced the apple down Adam's throat We're all feeble when there's bad involved So, so I'm making money while I'm making bad decisions What I mean is making money could get a n***a back in prison J Clarke was Ray Charles before I ever had a vision What they say about hindsight? It's 20/20 when your mind's right So, looking back Before I had a foot in rap I had to pull a strap A minor violation is something I couldn't have, I just [?] After weighing good and bad, Wretch I never thought I would adapt Call a n***a [?], would've got a f**ing attitude like "What the f** you looking at?" I was too hype Now look at man Tryna move right Rapping from experience Literally, rapping from experience So this is the girl that missed her period Baby on the way and now you have to look way beyond the day This sh** is serious The days have gone away when we were creeping in the backdoor And yeah I got a beating when my dad saw Hated my dad for that So at the time I was like "what the f** are dads for"? Never realising that most of my friends fathers all departed after dramas And never came back or even made a phone call Man are like "Ghetto you don't know, at least you had yours" This could be the reason why n***as are anti-social, it's so true This is life as we know it Before Channel 4 decided to show it Think they know about the... (I'll catch it, I'll catch it) Look, there's Shane and Sully Would they remain buddies? Cause look at what the gutter does Sully hit rock bottom and [?] f**ed his own cousin Feds watching til they come for us Charlie, little [?] for mothers They're in the mix and they're guaranteed to f** him And catch a [?] before he suffers Kamali's in a ditch, we don't live in no suburbs So you wanna be the Top Boy So now you're putting work in on the block boy All the brothers are rating you but your dog's moist He'll be in the end, so everyone wanna box Floyd Why? Cause we can all talk a good fight If I swing with my left, you won't look right But when Rafe comes around Don't ask what he's doing with his [?] Goodnight! I'm reminiscing bout the good times Me and my n***as on our push bikes Now we smoke [?], paint the town red Sell the [?] and we push white I'm a dark skin n***a living colourful Ask a hater why the hell I'm on his mind so much When's the last time you gave your own Mum a call You talking bout me? She's struggling with the shopping and she could've fell Down the stairs, backwards, doing somersaults Oh, you're a father? Buy your son a ball Take him to park and let him run around Instead of acting like a wall for this juggernaut you mother-f**ing clown There's levels to this sh** Don't talk to me unless you're levelling with this Top 3, top 5, top 10, top 20 You ain't never in the mix