"Free Kush" lyrics

"Free Kush"

If I got cheffed and I didn't slide
I'd be in the same category as them
They went jail and you got bail
It's not just me, suttin don't make sense
I can't lack like D in a party
Went there whining, I left there drenched
Thought he was cool, tryna play both sides
So we drove that big Beema through the fence
He got caught on a one-way
Ended up one way, injury prone
I ain't gonna rap 'bout old school works
I ain't been in the field, all my boots are gold
Don't get got tryna roll your stones
Get hit with a brick, have him rolling home
My young boy done him up bad on the mains
What a silly mistake cah he bought his phone
Tell the young G's "Go, go wild" like Raja
He got robbed for a tech and a charger
Done a man wet, tryna act like opps
Man seen him on the net tryna work with Starmer
Ski mask, black T-shirt, balaclava
Ready for drama, all the palaver
Hollow tips, Lugers, three-two shorts
Rip through coats, penetrate man's armour

Don't you know there's levels?
Blud, I'm a fucking rebel
Sticks and stones may break man's bones
But they ain't got sticks and they ain't got pebbles
Starting eleven, I'm CR7, they're Gary Neville
We're sons of God so how the fuck can you call man devils?
She want a Birkin but I need her to neck man silly
Free Kush out the Villy for really, you know that the gang get busy
I roll with my nizzy when I'm in the nizzy
I still got my nizzy when I'm on a visi
The baddie come see me, she bought me a tizzy
She knows how it gets in the can, it's fizzy
Don't you know there's levels?
Blud, I'm a fucking rebel
Sticks and stones may break man's bones
But they ain't got sticks and they ain't got pebbles
Starting eleven, I'm CR7, they're Gary Neville
We're sons of God so how the fuck can you call man devils?

They don't wanna see me land outside with the lads
It's a gunman mosh pit
Blood on my shank, man washed it
Use it again, I'm toxic
I tried finding my mind, I lost it
With this blade, I ain't bagging brown
I'm moving jails with the bags and boxes
Green light, go, I'm cool, just watch it
Yo, watch the manoeuvre, hopped outta the Uber
Thought it's a cab man, nigga, you mad man
Me and Creepa creeped up with the hoover
B-b-b, b-b-b, b-b-b-booter
Got that drop when I was on a date
But I missed that shit, I shoulda got there sooner

Yeah, I'm talking xabada
Bro, cover that camera
Club with her friend, I'll put on a striker
Told him to score like it's Football Manager
Donny got his head kicked in in the shower
Then got in the shower, I think that they had him up
Blud, I'm a cannibal, different calibre
Don't look back, I don't run outta stamina
Yeah, I'm talking xabada
Bro, cover that camera
Club with her friend, I'll put on a striker
Told him to score like it's Football Manager
Donny got his head kicked in in the shower
Then got in the shower, I think that they had him up
Blud, I'm a cannibal, different calibre
Don't look back, I don't run outta stamina


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