"Prague" lyrics

I-I-I just left a show in Prague
Four bells in the morning, I'm still going hard (cppo)
I rock designer, rockin' leather, kid, I'm avant-garde
Windows fully tinted, speakers blastin' while I'm sniffin' shards

I pull up in whips with bits 'cause the cheque's retarded
Stars in the ceiling, ballin', doors come heavy and armored
The boys in blue came through to the gaff, but I sneaked out back and departed
Poppin' already, and I just got started
They say, "EsDeeKid, you're so cold-hearted"
In the game of life, I did way more than the rest could (Okay)
I sip this yak, I'm smokin' up on the best bud
It's dark outside, I'm up on the lash, I've just got a cut of the fresh dust
Bad bitch said "Es got the best wood," whole fit full of 70's Westwood
Never been no grafter, never cooked crack cocaine in a kitchen kettle
But I've clicked and scammed, I've made two grand, I'm up on a whole 'nother level (Okay)
I fly through streets, I'm back on the beats, I really put power in metal
I'm Prada'd up like the devil
E-EsDee, I'm a rebel
Swerving, swerving
Don't give a fuck about mergin'
I'm whippin' the ting like Forza
Booted from the fast cash that I'm earnin'
I'm gettin' up early, workin'
It's only that fire I'm burnin'
Free all me brothers in Altcourse, and free all me brothers in Berwyn

I-I-I just left a show in Prague (Okay)
Four bells in the morning, I'm still going hard
I rock designer, rockin' leather, kid, I'm avant-garde
Windows fully tinted, speakers blastin' while I'm sniffin' shards (Okay)
I-I-I just left a show in Prague
Four bells in the morning, I'm still going hard
I rock designer, rockin' leather, kid, I'm avant-garde
Windows fully tinted, speakers blastin' while I'm sniffin' shards (O-Okay)