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Animal Instinct (feat. Lancey Foux)
Skepta
It's the animal instinct
Look in my eyes, they see it
I walk in the room, they feel it
Told the mandem start movin' different
We're some endangered species
How many years I been puttin' in work?
Man not tryna get freebies
See me, they like, "Wah'gwan, GG?"
Man, I speed off like beep, beep
Had to get ghost, had to get Swayze
Girls see me on the road, get crazy
She asked me if I ever met Jme
That's my family, real red paisley
Active boys, never lazy
Might link up 'cause we GRM Daily
Could've been a Monday or a Sunday
Treat that like a Friday, get wavy
Still, I be on my P's and Q's
Like KA, yeah, we got the juice
You can't stop me, best ya take your eyes off me
Go find something to do
I got nothing to prove, they wanna see me lose
But I'm in Paris with the goons
I should take a selfie and go and hang it in the Louvre
And that's why they wanna start beef
'Cause the gang came in lookin' like an art piece
Made your wifey skip a heartbeat
I love cake, man, I'm tryna get a large piece
Two's company, three's a crowd
So four must be an afterparty
I told my nigga pass the car key
Jump in the whip and I make it look sexy
Such a poser
Front page in my boxers for the culture
Hang it on your wall, that's a poster
Ex-girl still tryna get closure
I don't even know where to start
Can't believe that we've grown apart
I ride around town with a broken heart
Say, "You get me?" But you don't know the half
'Cause I never complain
Whether good or bad, you gotta ride it out
Yin yang, you must know what the signs about
Hope you live that life that you rhyme about
It's a race against time and it goes so fast
Take 'em back to school, man, they got no class
No tints on the window just so they can see the big smoke when I blow past
You see the white man's face when they see us in the Wraith
You see the fed ain't here, live like I'm ready to die today
I see it, it's mine, I take it
GTA life, been gettin' wasted
I want the smoke, put it in papers
Smoke me an opp, smoke me a racist
You see us out, outrageous
African G, no alteration
Shake up the world when I step on the pavement
I step in your home, don't take off my trainers
I'm not a black man, I'm not a white man
I'm a sight, man, you see Skep, you see my gang
Big LF, nothin' like my man
Lash got the pack, Dex might tie one
Step in the club, them man leaving dust
Scariest sight, run if you must
I don't know I should pray to God
But sex, money, murder, I trust
Sex, money, murder, true
Except this money, nothin' ain't new
Open my eyes, I'm in the coupe
Look to my right
You see the white man's face when they see us in the Wraith
You see the fed ain't here, live like I'm ready to die today
I see it, it's mine, I take it
GTA life, been gettin' wasted
I want the smoke, put it in papers
Smoke me an opp, smoke me a racist
You see the white man's face when they see us in the Wraith
You see the fed ain't here, live like I'm ready to die today
I see it, it's mine, I take it
GTA life, been gettin' wasted
I want the smoke, put it in papers
Smoke me an opp, smoke me a racist
compositores: Joseph Adenuga
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Look in my eyes, they see it
I walk in the room, they feel it
Told the mandem start movin' different
We're some endangered species
How many years I been puttin' in work?
Man not tryna get freebies
See me, they like, "Wah'gwan, GG?"
Man, I speed off like beep, beep
Had to get ghost, had to get Swayze
Girls see me on the road, get crazy
She asked me if I ever met Jme
That's my family, real red paisley
Active boys, never lazy
Might link up 'cause we GRM Daily
Could've been a Monday or a Sunday
Treat that like a Friday, get wavy
Still, I be on my P's and Q's
Like KA, yeah, we got the juice
You can't stop me, best ya take your eyes off me
Go find something to do
I got nothing to prove, they wanna see me lose
But I'm in Paris with the goons
I should take a selfie and go and hang it in the Louvre
And that's why they wanna start beef
'Cause the gang came in lookin' like an art piece
Made your wifey skip a heartbeat
I love cake, man, I'm tryna get a large piece
Two's company, three's a crowd
So four must be an afterparty
I told my nigga pass the car key
Jump in the whip and I make it look sexy
Such a poser
Front page in my boxers for the culture
Hang it on your wall, that's a poster
Ex-girl still tryna get closure
I don't even know where to start
Can't believe that we've grown apart
I ride around town with a broken heart
Say, "You get me?" But you don't know the half
'Cause I never complain
Whether good or bad, you gotta ride it out
Yin yang, you must know what the signs about
Hope you live that life that you rhyme about
It's a race against time and it goes so fast
Take 'em back to school, man, they got no class
No tints on the window just so they can see the big smoke when I blow past
You see the white man's face when they see us in the Wraith
You see the fed ain't here, live like I'm ready to die today
I see it, it's mine, I take it
GTA life, been gettin' wasted
I want the smoke, put it in papers
Smoke me an opp, smoke me a racist
You see us out, outrageous
African G, no alteration
Shake up the world when I step on the pavement
I step in your home, don't take off my trainers
I'm not a black man, I'm not a white man
I'm a sight, man, you see Skep, you see my gang
Big LF, nothin' like my man
Lash got the pack, Dex might tie one
Step in the club, them man leaving dust
Scariest sight, run if you must
I don't know I should pray to God
But sex, money, murder, I trust
Sex, money, murder, true
Except this money, nothin' ain't new
Open my eyes, I'm in the coupe
Look to my right
You see the white man's face when they see us in the Wraith
You see the fed ain't here, live like I'm ready to die today
I see it, it's mine, I take it
GTA life, been gettin' wasted
I want the smoke, put it in papers
Smoke me an opp, smoke me a racist
You see the white man's face when they see us in the Wraith
You see the fed ain't here, live like I'm ready to die today
I see it, it's mine, I take it
GTA life, been gettin' wasted
I want the smoke, put it in papers
Smoke me an opp, smoke me a racist
compositores: Joseph Adenuga
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