"Sure" lyrics

"Sure"

Niggas know
Niggas know

I said what I said and that's me telling not asking
New nine and I'm treating it right
Only eating at night like the akhs been fasting
And I heard that he said "it's on sight"
Did I hear that right did he just come a target?
I keep the bad boy ting to a minimal
Fuck a subliminal, end what you started

Now we might have to make her a widow
She's grieving but bro had her biting a pillow
She crying and lying don't want him to leave
She's lying to you, she ain't lying to me
Said he pillow-talks nuff, he lies in his sleep
Looks innocent true but alive in the sheets
I just left lil bro cah he's live in the T
Never ride but got cheek to go glide on a beat
He's a liar he's never been live in the beef
(What a bitch)
Outta town I don't rock with the lingo
They keep on saying I'm a 'cheeky sod'
Had the block phone banging but it's jakes on the phone
Had a few close calls coulda served up plod
She don't serve face but bro might hit that
The reason being that she's serving bod
Go on then lie and say we ain't doing nothing
We were there more time when you were swerving shots

I don't believe them stories, made up
Mad that you move so sure
No way you can move so sure when you say
What you think and I say what I saw
Speak with your chest and get left with it open
I guess it was best to stick with your thoughts
Thought we forgot but we never forget
If you do not regret and it's just what we're taught

I don't believe them stories, made up
Mad that you move so sure
No way you can move so sure when you say
What you think and I say what I saw
Speak with your chest and get left with it open
I guess it was best to stick with your thoughts
Thought we forgot but we never forget
If you do, don't regret and it's just what we're taught

I learnt from the Ls and mistakes
That I made and the part that I played it weren't average
Cool so you ain't no fool
But I bet you won't say you got lined by a catfish
And that shit's nuts
I can make the road ting look nice
But that isn't to say that we glorify the roads
Cah I'll tell you this shit's a facade
And if you ain't got heart you can end up like ...

And you don't wanna go out like that
His good friend said they don't know him like that, and I'm being for real
You was all round billing up spliffs, all chilling and shit
And I just see his face in a reel that you posted
When we went to ride and you ghosted
Don't say that you didn't you did
On the way to the bits is the time
When we laughed cah its then that we all noticed
That you ain't got heart for this, it defo ain't hard to miss
It's clear to see that you ain't on half the shit
Even half the man that you go and claim to be
Go on then keep up the bad boy image
And let's see how far that takes you
You're a useless prick, you have nothing to offer
And even your mumsy hates you

I don't believe them stories, made up
Mad that you move so sure
No way you can move so sure when you say
What you think and I say what I saw
Speak with your chest and get left with it open
I guess it was best to stick with your thoughts
Thought we forgot but we never forget
If you do, don't regret and it's just what we're taught

I don't believe them stories, made up
Mad that you move so sure
No way you can move so sure when you say
What you think and I say what I saw
Speak with your chest and get left with it open
I guess it was best to stick with your thoughts
Thought we forgot but we never forget
If you do, don't regret and it's just what we're taught


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