Oh no
Oh-oh no, run straight through the fire
(Mubz got beats)
Oh no
Oh-oh no, run straight through the fire
I miss you
Some gyal come wit a curse and some gyal come an’ give you power
Your gyal making you sour and my gyal jus’ making me dawa
I’m getting this money and the money’s all making a tower
When the Trident took me Brighton, and you got there in less than an a hour
That’s power
He broke your heart, I took that
I’ll bring the food, you cook that
You want the flight, alright I’ll book that (I’ll book that)
And you know me
From way back when I had a Walkman
From when I had things in a book-bag
They diss you, they’re bringing a crook back
You know my ting, man, I done my ting
I didn’t look back
Look, akh, she make good food and she got good back
She got-
Look
He lost your heart, I kept that
He broke your heart, I swept that
I know the pum pum dry, I’ll wet that
If the love’s fake and the love fades, no point then
Love’s random, your love come on appointment
You told me that you rate me and your friends said that they hate me
You switched sides and you joint them
My burn clutch on ‘er boy dem, it’s dirty
Oh no
Oh-oh no, run straight through the fire
Oh, oh no
Oh-oh no, run straight through the fire
I miss you
Oh no
Oh-oh no, run straight through the fire
Oh, oh no
Oh-oh no, run straight through the fire
I miss you
Uh
I told you the plan, lemme land I’ll give you it all
Not once did I call from the pin phone
And you ever missed my call
‘Member when I had it on tops
Lost the mash, had to run through the park (Remember)
Boy dem circling the ends
I was washing residue off in your bath (True stories)
Definition of real
With me when I was on nil
Now we splurging in Harvey Nichols like, “Baby, fuck the bill!” (No limit)
You was by my side
When I counted my first five (Walahi)
Hella chicken is welcome
Take your place, on God that’s dead or alive (Never)
It’s the truth
Same chick if I blew
Blessed me with a baby girl and she looks just like you
Marshallah
(Blessed me with a baby girl and she looks just like you)
Oh no
Oh-oh no, run straight through the fire
Oh, oh no
Oh-oh no, run straight through the fire
Yo, look
Baby girl wanna get busy, but nowadays I’m way too busy
You know I just turned my phone back on
Can’t you hear my Lizzy?
And I know that you waited years
And I’m sorry for the wait like Drizzy
But things will change in time
Just watch, like a Richard Millie
Cah I’m gonna be rich not poor
And give her the things that I couldn’t before
You always say freedom’s priceless
And I take risks that I can’t afford
Killy came up on the corner
I remember dem all nighters in the Ford
Just wanna be a plug ’cause life’s too stressful being a chord
You was with me when I was low
Stressed out, tryna go O
You know I’m chasing dreams and I have nightmares of going broke
You visited 16 jails them times, you was getting on train and coach
Plus you always wrote back to the letters I wrote
I don’t know how to pay you back
‘Cause loyalty ain’t really common
‘Member that time that I got you nicked
You was pissed, but sat there and said no comment (Trust)
I know that you hate my lifestyle and you say that you’re not involved
But if I need your help, would you hide this wap and burn these clothes?
Oh no
Oh-oh no, run straight through the fire
Oh, oh no
Oh-oh no, run straight through the fire
I miss you
Oh no
Oh-oh no, run straight through the fire
Oh, oh no
Oh-oh no, run straight through the fire
I miss you
Oh no
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