SoundBwoy Two Lyrics

See, I
Don't do this one for you, this one's for mine
And you know people talk up all the time
I know, I know, I know, it's fine
It's all mine
All mine

Yo, don't hold feelings if we don't talk in days
Not like there's any more to say
It could fall off or it could fall in place
I pay attention, I can't afford mistakes
They're shocked I'm here in a tortoise race
They twist their necks when they see me
Girls wanna text me, they need me
It's minor
I don't really care, I'm selfish

Phone up Sam like, "hear, I've got a plan"
Phone up Osman like, "hear, I've got a plan"
He said, "Inshallah, I know it's gonna bang"
That's my bro
I've been on the tightrope
Try know, this isn't a random event
I'm in my zone
Look, I did a shift in a bit
If I get big Ps and this ain't a typo
Right now it's a bio

Grinder, 24/7 it's a minor
Since 14, I've been a 419er
Shit all adds up
Me and most man don't chat much
You already know they're gassed up
Might just holla one Adidas linkup
No mix up, I had a little Ps stacked up
This year I've gone from zero to hundred
On the second part I might let man catch up
I've been back on the road, no lie
But I won't grind for a hoe, please
Man want orgies or they want batteries
That's cause they're bats on the low

Anyway, R and S can't chat to me anyhow
CR0 man know that I get about
Had three jimmies in my wallet when I headed out
Cause I know these hoes get about
See, I'm
Good when they're not
Good where they're not
If they wanna cut me off that's their loss
If they wanna f*ck me off, they're losing

Anyway, moving on
I've gotta do things
I've been on a one man mission right now
I've got a different agenda
I'm not chilling with a different gender
Hardy Season
Hashtag That from Spring to December Now they wanna holla like "wagwarn baby"
True say I've been on a calm one lately
Right now the clock says get that paper
I'll press that later
I ain't gotta clart one lately
Cause they'll still be there when the money comes through in the VIP
Olders say they should've been like me
No Biggie, imma hit it when I'm B-I-G
Right now I wanna make that paper work
Then get an A5 when it's L-E-G-I-T
This minute it's '08 plates
Tints on the glass so I know it ain't bait
I'm still with my nigga that I had around me since £5 beanies
I get bored and I might shout "beanies!"
Freak of the week
Me on the beat, that sounds like a beanie

Take that bitch on a long way home
Trust me I know about the long way home
Addington days was a long way then
When I look back now, I've come a long way home
I'm still grinding, you know me though
Work never done so manna still grinding
Black hoodie on, black tee, black jeans, black creps
Blacked out, looking like I'm still riding

CR0 where the mandem sho
Too clean so we never bang them hoes
Too busy tryna bang that job
Still I've gotta blank that thot
I'm busy, tryna grab them notes
If I could, then I would try stash them both
No time for a slut
I want real money
Who's grindin enough? Like them niggas and spliff
I'm tryna grind till I buss'

CR0 sides where the mandem are lazy
Half of them man wanna bang for a lady
Some of the niggas put their hands on a baby
Tyga and Kylie
That's not H-A-R-dy, nigga
That can't be Hardy
Won't see me in a party
I've got too many bangers on deck
Don't start me
Hardy Season
Hashtag nasty

See, I
Don't do this one for you, this one's for mine
And you know people talk up all the time
I know, I know, I know, it's fine
It's all mine
All mine

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