"Skinfade" lyrics
M1OnTheBeat & Headie One Lyrics
(M1OnTheBeat)
Turn
Turn, turn turn
(M1OnTheBeat)
Turn (One)
Feds bootin' up my father's door, at that point, it's a piss take
And when you got nothin' to lose, you got no choice but to risk take (No choice)
Had to square that ding dong, bro-bro fucked on the district (Skrrt-skrrt-skrrt, skrrt)
Done up an opp way back then, had a skin fade
Got one level, still ain't level-headed (Turnt)
I feel that shit's good from grown
Back then we would do it in pedals
Believe in God but lie to the oath
Pops said I got blood on my hands, I look to the floor and say, "I know" (I know)
(Turn, turn)
Feds bootin' up my father's door (Turn), at that point, it's a piss take
And when you got nothin' to lose, you got no choice but to risk take (Turn, turn, turn up)
Had to square that ding dong, bro-bro fucked on the district (Skrrt-skrrt-skrrt, skrrt)
Done up an opp way back then, had a skin fade (One)
And I had boot cuts (Talk)
As a yute it was Knock Down Ginger, and now, in the summer, it's nothin' but shootouts (Brrt)
Brought so many football boots out (Brrt)
Bro scratched her off, bait face at a video shoot with a camera crew out (Grr, ah-ah)
Free bro
I still ain't find peace in money in music (One)
Name me a situation, I been through it
They say that I come a long way from Luton (Turn, turn)
Bro tryna tell me take my Shahada (Turn, turn, turn), we should go and make dua (Dua)
[?] life crazy pitch and mover (Suh-suh-suh, suh-suh-suh, suh-suh-suh, suh)
Turn my, "L"s to "W"s, I'm a sore loser (Turn, turn)
And the bros like drillin' but still tryna doge all the screws, uh (Turn up, turn up)
Yeah, I got this bitch tellin' me she a Leo (One)
But, would she hold it down if I was in the can like Rio? No
I ain't tryna find out on the next episode of, "Free Flow" (Never again)
Feds bootin' up my father's door, at that point, it's a piss take
And when you got nothin' to lose, you got no choice but to risk take (No choice)
Had to square that ding dong, bro-bro fucked on the district (Skrrt-skrrt-skrrt, skrrt)
I done up an opp way back then, had a skin fade
Got one level, still ain't level-headed
I feel that shit's good from grown
Back then we would do it in pedals
Believe in God but lie to the oath
I got blood on my hands, you can ask M1, you know
(Brrt, brrt)
Turn
Turn, turn turn
(M1OnTheBeat)
Turn (One)
Feds bootin' up my father's door, at that point, it's a piss take
And when you got nothin' to lose, you got no choice but to risk take (No choice)
Had to square that ding dong, bro-bro fucked on the district (Skrrt-skrrt-skrrt, skrrt)
Done up an opp way back then, had a skin fade
Got one level, still ain't level-headed (Turnt)
I feel that shit's good from grown
Back then we would do it in pedals
Believe in God but lie to the oath
Pops said I got blood on my hands, I look to the floor and say, "I know" (I know)
(Turn, turn)
Feds bootin' up my father's door (Turn), at that point, it's a piss take
And when you got nothin' to lose, you got no choice but to risk take (Turn, turn, turn up)
Had to square that ding dong, bro-bro fucked on the district (Skrrt-skrrt-skrrt, skrrt)
Done up an opp way back then, had a skin fade (One)
And I had boot cuts (Talk)
As a yute it was Knock Down Ginger, and now, in the summer, it's nothin' but shootouts (Brrt)
Brought so many football boots out (Brrt)
Bro scratched her off, bait face at a video shoot with a camera crew out (Grr, ah-ah)
Free bro
I still ain't find peace in money in music (One)
Name me a situation, I been through it
They say that I come a long way from Luton (Turn, turn)
Bro tryna tell me take my Shahada (Turn, turn, turn), we should go and make dua (Dua)
[?] life crazy pitch and mover (Suh-suh-suh, suh-suh-suh, suh-suh-suh, suh)
Turn my, "L"s to "W"s, I'm a sore loser (Turn, turn)
And the bros like drillin' but still tryna doge all the screws, uh (Turn up, turn up)
Yeah, I got this bitch tellin' me she a Leo (One)
But, would she hold it down if I was in the can like Rio? No
I ain't tryna find out on the next episode of, "Free Flow" (Never again)
Feds bootin' up my father's door, at that point, it's a piss take
And when you got nothin' to lose, you got no choice but to risk take (No choice)
Had to square that ding dong, bro-bro fucked on the district (Skrrt-skrrt-skrrt, skrrt)
I done up an opp way back then, had a skin fade
Got one level, still ain't level-headed
I feel that shit's good from grown
Back then we would do it in pedals
Believe in God but lie to the oath
I got blood on my hands, you can ask M1, you know
(Brrt, brrt)
