Tinch

Word on the Road is im Styling
Im only arriving
I told 'em i was coming i was only reminding
I knew that it would happen it was all in my timing

*hmhmm*

Word on the road is im styling

Haha nah

See word from my mouth still grinding
We only moving with the climate everybody black on black
But noone looking out for trident
Still im pale in the winter and im gold in the summer
Love her nil skid, black leggings and some hunters
Found an accountant and i ain't good with all the numbers
The hoodies with dead sleeves them niggas feeling jumpers
But they can't still play in my park and thats a hundred
Wandering around the club really works wonders
Things in the pipes is just too much for the plumbers
Could walk all over them niggas but id rather just run 'em

Still coming like they forgot but they need to remem-ber
All my own shit but they talk like im ment-al
Everybody bout this life they all about benders
The first yellow pages dropped before they had a vid to render
Told TL Id have it wrapped by Mid december
Fit chick said she want a sweet boy, tell her stick with splender
Gmail while i hit the send a-
Business it is,really i ain't here to friend ya , Belee Dat
Yellow man ah me dat, give it back i dont need dat
Tell her below only breathe back, Deep that

They getting dropped and they try creep back
Making water music and then they let 'em leak that
Yellows UK tell 'em send me feedback
Im rolling with stick mans a detail i dont even need that
Ill leave that, i mean that, lets strip the beat back

Ha

Composer, now i couldn't give a rucks if hes older
Diss youngers way colder
Take his girls number, probably never phone her
Say she part time money get a part time stoner, cool
Busting through the door to get my feet in
Worsens my actions if shes ever out cheating, MAD MAN
Boasting about the slaying spliff with seeds in
No gas still has heating, bring the beat in
Like i need this, step up in the dark stay schemin'
Niggas always angry, Fuck Feelings

Single soldier, only miss i got be misleaded a side chick
Catch a main chick feelings
The team strong what your team on
And none of my dogs cat when the weed gone
Keep two girls for the threesome
One follow like a sheep the other be my best chick
Get 'em both together mixed meat in
Real real still take back a old mush that i still feel
Real recognise real when i keep it real still
Bright yellow when i kill bills
Big food with the meal deals

And niggas call threats like i still feel
Lose emotions when i feel deals up in shops
Spending bags for bags of feel tills
Dead rappers want to verse me
Im thrilled still

Say they got a handful of hits and they raving
Niggas let priority slip for a rating
Everybody take shots i only find the casings
Bitches look basic i mean straight off the slave ship
Your chick burn rice past saving
Mine just italian fuck latino cook jamaican
Inspiration go along with elevation
When shit dont change there ain't no room for inspiration

I keep going, im a stay weeding
I meeting girls now a days shock time breathing
Still stay up in my lane only getting what im needing
If you ain't no chick then tell 'em yellow coming and i mean it
New and redeem it, the kid grew with the scene
Slight speech impediment but stay fluent with p's, uh
Do this with ease, them niggas blue with the breeze

And loyal E's never been an issue moving with me, nah