"Seven Seater" lyrics
Wretch 32, Mercston & Ghetts Lyrics
Big seven-seater pulling out it traffic, erratic (Bop-bop-bop-bop)
Yeah
Man try a ting ah deh so shh, yeah
Dem man are cutting like it's going out fashion
I'm in the ends, I see the locals, like, "What's happening?" (Wah gwan)
I'm getting older, so I had to pass the baton (Wah gwan)
You know anything I'm doing, do with passion
I'm mashing, yeah
They say diamonds are forever
When they robbed him for his jewellery, he was tryna find the bredda
You're flexing in Marbella
Only 'cause you're by the port, I'm tryna buy Portabello
Yacht-Master or the Dweller
Either way it's my time, I'm maturing with my cheddar
2Pac, "Keep Ya Head Up", if it fits, there ain't no capping in my era
Grew up with a different set of rules
Diamond in the the rough, but got a disconnect with jewels
You're at the last supper with the goons
Ain't it funny how the G.O.A.T. becomes the dinner for the wolves?
I'm planning on building up my walls, I live above the rim
You wanna shoot me, I don't think you got the balls
You ain't in my range, I'm in a Sport, was here before
Physical transitioned into digital, I sold it all
Jumped in the dungeon, they wrote me off, but unpublished
They wonder how I'm so current, I become one with the plugins
I told them step up the budget, you don't get nothing for nothing
Then flew my aunty from Holland, she had a struggle in customs
My cousin so stubborn, he's got a fetish for something
He keeps molesting those bullets, he keeps on touching the button
He think he Tony Montana, I'm tryna school him, not judge him
They threw the book all my niggas, they ain't reading the summons, pourquoi?
Beast mode, new engine pending
The Bentley or the Rolls with the emblem
Stepped out the shower on a offending, and Fendi is the robe that I'm dressed in
Jacob, this coat I been blessed with
Godly, Ghetts, this is feeling like a marathon's upon me
Hmm, Three, let me carry on this promptly
I'm just comprehending what's beyond me
'Cause they ain't got the catalogue to compete
Ever since we was back-to-back practicing on concrete
Them man were rapping off beat, we all know who selected in the top three
Senseis for anybody's pen game, comprende?
And if dem say, them ready fi contend, then let's set pace
Chains on like on I'm Kinte, bossman like Perempay, light up the sensei
Drumstick pon the estate, one kick then I end game, and gone pon the M-way
Dargy my dog cah him have the K9
Paw fi ah paw, we guh never change sides
Started from the bottom, started from the baseline
PaDargy my dog cah him have the K9
Paw fi ah paw, we guh never change sides
Started from the bottom, started from the baseline
Paths grew apart, but I'm still the same guy
Max don't need a reason to done him
All of them competing with numbers can stay there
They could never be this beloved
I'm up on my feet and I'm running
Jesus took the wheel, I'm encouraged to change gears
He even helped me season my stuffing, I say prayers
You're too tongue and cheek for my stomach, we ain't peers
I'm fighting for the freedom of others, I'm St. Clair
Big seven-seater pulling out it traffic, erratic (Bop-bop-bop-bop)
Yeah
Man try a ting ah deh so shh, yeah
Dem man are cutting like it's going out fashion
I'm in the ends, I see the locals, like, "What's happening?" (Wah gwan)
I'm getting older, so I had to pass the baton (Wah gwan)
You know anything I'm doing, do with passion
I'm mashing
This music affect everywhere
This is the music of the Jamaican people, this is the music that we listen to
I go to Africa, and when I go ina Africa
You see every Black man of the West
Him is what him want to be when him go to Africa
Him is what him want to be when go home
Yeah
Man try a ting ah deh so shh, yeah
Dem man are cutting like it's going out fashion
I'm in the ends, I see the locals, like, "What's happening?" (Wah gwan)
I'm getting older, so I had to pass the baton (Wah gwan)
You know anything I'm doing, do with passion
I'm mashing, yeah
They say diamonds are forever
When they robbed him for his jewellery, he was tryna find the bredda
You're flexing in Marbella
Only 'cause you're by the port, I'm tryna buy Portabello
Yacht-Master or the Dweller
Either way it's my time, I'm maturing with my cheddar
2Pac, "Keep Ya Head Up", if it fits, there ain't no capping in my era
Grew up with a different set of rules
Diamond in the the rough, but got a disconnect with jewels
You're at the last supper with the goons
Ain't it funny how the G.O.A.T. becomes the dinner for the wolves?
I'm planning on building up my walls, I live above the rim
You wanna shoot me, I don't think you got the balls
You ain't in my range, I'm in a Sport, was here before
Physical transitioned into digital, I sold it all
Jumped in the dungeon, they wrote me off, but unpublished
They wonder how I'm so current, I become one with the plugins
I told them step up the budget, you don't get nothing for nothing
Then flew my aunty from Holland, she had a struggle in customs
My cousin so stubborn, he's got a fetish for something
He keeps molesting those bullets, he keeps on touching the button
He think he Tony Montana, I'm tryna school him, not judge him
They threw the book all my niggas, they ain't reading the summons, pourquoi?
Beast mode, new engine pending
The Bentley or the Rolls with the emblem
Stepped out the shower on a offending, and Fendi is the robe that I'm dressed in
Jacob, this coat I been blessed with
Godly, Ghetts, this is feeling like a marathon's upon me
Hmm, Three, let me carry on this promptly
I'm just comprehending what's beyond me
'Cause they ain't got the catalogue to compete
Ever since we was back-to-back practicing on concrete
Them man were rapping off beat, we all know who selected in the top three
Senseis for anybody's pen game, comprende?
And if dem say, them ready fi contend, then let's set pace
Chains on like on I'm Kinte, bossman like Perempay, light up the sensei
Drumstick pon the estate, one kick then I end game, and gone pon the M-way
Dargy my dog cah him have the K9
Paw fi ah paw, we guh never change sides
Started from the bottom, started from the baseline
PaDargy my dog cah him have the K9
Paw fi ah paw, we guh never change sides
Started from the bottom, started from the baseline
Paths grew apart, but I'm still the same guy
Max don't need a reason to done him
All of them competing with numbers can stay there
They could never be this beloved
I'm up on my feet and I'm running
Jesus took the wheel, I'm encouraged to change gears
He even helped me season my stuffing, I say prayers
You're too tongue and cheek for my stomach, we ain't peers
I'm fighting for the freedom of others, I'm St. Clair
Big seven-seater pulling out it traffic, erratic (Bop-bop-bop-bop)
Yeah
Man try a ting ah deh so shh, yeah
Dem man are cutting like it's going out fashion
I'm in the ends, I see the locals, like, "What's happening?" (Wah gwan)
I'm getting older, so I had to pass the baton (Wah gwan)
You know anything I'm doing, do with passion
I'm mashing
This music affect everywhere
This is the music of the Jamaican people, this is the music that we listen to
I go to Africa, and when I go ina Africa
You see every Black man of the West
Him is what him want to be when him go to Africa
Him is what him want to be when go home
