Skepta - One Way lyrics

{Chorus – Suspect} Wrong way down a one-way Wrong way down a one-way Wrong way down a one-way Road rage like “you what, mate?” Wrong way down a one-way Wrong way down a one-way Wrong way down a one-way Road rage like “you what, mate?” {Verse 1 – Suspect} Ayy, ayy, wrong way down a one-way Ni–as grew up the wrong way Only showed us that trap pays All we knew was that gunplay Partying on a Sunday On the strip moving mad bait Oh sh-t, there's the squalé Wrong way down a one-way Never knew a ni-ga had dreams, though True say I did it with ease, though I remember times no one would fu-king listen Had to get myself up and out the kitchen No more Pyrex vision now More like cheques and we're skipping clouds At this rate, little man'll never have to worry About his pops, I'll be sitting down {Chorus – Suspect} Wrong way down a one-way Wrong way down a one-way Wrong way down a one-way Road rage like “you what, mate?” Wrong way down a one-way Wrong way down a one-way Wrong way down a one-way Road rage like “you what?”, like “you what?” {Verse 2 – Jesse James Solomon} I'm baking off with the bacons-ns I don't deal with no pagans-ns Wooly road where they made me in I broke out, no more breaking in I'm in the background, blending in Shades on and a vengeance grin With my goonies, all gremlined off Remember us from that bendy bus? These ni–as wanna act all tough Remember when we used to send them shop Wrong way down the one-way They look at us and think “one day” Packed off on a Sunday I'm baking off with a one bae I said I'm baking off, baking I said I'm baking off with a one bae {Chorus – Suspect} Wrong way down a one-way Wrong way down a one-way Wrong way down a one-way Road rage like “you what, mate?” Wrong way down a one-way Wrong way down a one-way Wrong way down a one-way Road rage like “you what, mate?” {Verse 3 – Skepta} Greaze, yeah, drive-by and I'm speeding Lights shine on the ceiling “s**y” Forgot to have dinner this evening ‘Cause time flies when you're eating “true” Must be the books that you're reading The idolising and preaching “shh” Women's world, we don't watch ni–as “nah” Soon as I get the money, I'm leaving “greaze” Champagne on my SKs “spills” Zoot in the mouth when I'm pouring Tryna stay awake till the morning “yeah” ‘Cause going to sleep is just boring “yeah” Was a young boy when I stopped caring Them times when I had Dipset blaring Dad told me not to get two earrings “shing” Man, I'm so hard of hearing “icy” {Chorus – Suspect and Jesse James Solomon} Wrong way down a one-way Wrong way down a one-way Wrong way down a one-way Road rage like “you what, mate?” Wrong way down a one-way Wrong way down a one-way Wrong way down a one-way I said I'm baking off, I said I'm baking off