"Recline" lyrics
See a lot, did a lot, tryna make it out alive
Don't get married to the streets, you won't ever find a bride
I put ice on my watch, I'm still running outta time
There was me, there was bro and he taught me how to survive
In the Benz, posted up and the backseat on recline
And there's grease in my cup even though I'm not prescribed
It was dark, no one cared, now it's time for me to shine
I took bro to the jewellers and I felt that evil eye
Team of four, one box, everybody get a nine
They won't ride, they'll just talk about you when they high
A fake thug gon' complain about doing real time
He ain't feel the buzz quick enough, take the pill twice
And a savage wanna stay at home but he still slide
I can tell fake money cah it don't feel right
And that industry pussy trash, it don't feel nice
And them European numbers different, what's your heel size?
I got my first chain at seven, wore it till my neck green
Broski bought me G-Unit shoes, I thought I stepped clean
Got my first designer from my market up in Wembley
Used to backdoor the Vue, we couldn't afford the entry
Two distract the driver, four up in the backdoor
They say life's a test and I went and took the crash course
They can never say they ran me down
Never felt prouder when I first got my hand-me-down
See a lot, did a lot, tryna make it out alive
Don't get married to the streets, you won't ever find a bride
I put ice on my watch, I'm still running outta time
There was me, there was bro and he taught me how to survive
In the Benz, posted up and the backseat on recline
And there's grease in my cup even though I'm not prescribed
It was dark, no one cared, now it's time for me to shine
I took bro to the jewellers and I felt that evil eye
Team of four, one box, everybody get a nine
They won't ride, they'll just talk about you when they high
A fake thug gon' complain about doing real time
He ain't feel the buzz quick enough, take the pill twice
And a savage wanna stay at home but he still slide
I can tell fake money cah it don't feel right
And that industry pussy trash, it don't feel nice
And them European numbers different, what's your heel size?
Don't get married to the streets, you won't ever find a bride
I put ice on my watch, I'm still running outta time
There was me, there was bro and he taught me how to survive
In the Benz, posted up and the backseat on recline
And there's grease in my cup even though I'm not prescribed
It was dark, no one cared, now it's time for me to shine
I took bro to the jewellers and I felt that evil eye
Team of four, one box, everybody get a nine
They won't ride, they'll just talk about you when they high
A fake thug gon' complain about doing real time
He ain't feel the buzz quick enough, take the pill twice
And a savage wanna stay at home but he still slide
I can tell fake money cah it don't feel right
And that industry pussy trash, it don't feel nice
And them European numbers different, what's your heel size?
I got my first chain at seven, wore it till my neck green
Broski bought me G-Unit shoes, I thought I stepped clean
Got my first designer from my market up in Wembley
Used to backdoor the Vue, we couldn't afford the entry
Two distract the driver, four up in the backdoor
They say life's a test and I went and took the crash course
They can never say they ran me down
Never felt prouder when I first got my hand-me-down
See a lot, did a lot, tryna make it out alive
Don't get married to the streets, you won't ever find a bride
I put ice on my watch, I'm still running outta time
There was me, there was bro and he taught me how to survive
In the Benz, posted up and the backseat on recline
And there's grease in my cup even though I'm not prescribed
It was dark, no one cared, now it's time for me to shine
I took bro to the jewellers and I felt that evil eye
Team of four, one box, everybody get a nine
They won't ride, they'll just talk about you when they high
A fake thug gon' complain about doing real time
He ain't feel the buzz quick enough, take the pill twice
And a savage wanna stay at home but he still slide
I can tell fake money cah it don't feel right
And that industry pussy trash, it don't feel nice
And them European numbers different, what's your heel size?
