Mad About Bars lyrics

by

Kenny Allstar


Part 1

[Verse]
I make new cake every time that I buss a pack
And every time I re’ and lag I’m nice cos I know what’s coming back
Phones beatin’ off I ain’t finished my naps
AM’s when I get to my gaff
Step out my crib and I gotta step back, why cos I left my -
And why must a man play fence when sh*t goes left? Man are deceitful
And when it gets tense you see your friends the rest are see through
Mileage done in this vehicle left hand stuck on my blower
Right hand stuck on my steering wheel
Lookin’ in my rеar, I just see a federal
Can’t afford a Section 60 man’s riding dirty and bro got his thingy
Pullеd five times in two weeks, damn, jakes are really tryna get me
Even when I’m nicked, my blower’s beating off, they must know I’m iffy
So I told my dots if I’m not picking up just call, and please don’t ring me
Still got my hands on pans
Still avoiding transit vans, the tugs invest in tings that we need
Ain’t a thing to cancel plans
Ain’t a thing to spin this whip if bro says “Yo, I swear that’s him”
See no evil hear no evil
I didn’t see a thing
Convert them grams into racks that’s how we came up how can you blame us?
Used to grind for a new set of trainers now it’s investments aside for the paigons
It’s peak when you get a new whip, it’s hotted quick, then you replace it
Block stays baking even when it’s raining
The sun don’t shine in the Nina can’t fall off, Jimmy gotta keep up
Back then I couldn’t see much, till I hit the strip then cleaned up
7am in the caf, surrounded by cleaners and local dealers
Now I’m local preeing up some geezers could get a court or some dingers
And it’s hot all season, that’s life when you’re stuck in the deep end
You can’t survive without eatin’ I was down it was big men I was preein’
Late night schemin’ me and cuzzy bleachin’ like we ain’t leavin’
And this line still beating, this better be worth my evening
Either way they givin’ it up, had to get rid of some plugs
Still bake off with the tugs, I need this gwop I don’t need no hugs
The guys want blood don’t get yourself cut
The jakes want us want the guys dem locked
They want man cuffed in a Serco bus
Either way I’m still doubling prof’
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