42 Lyrics

(Ayye JD Lemme Hear That Back)

A million different thoughts live inside my head

I don't complain, I'd rather make a song instead

I can see the future so I'm ten steps ahead

If the message ain't important I'll have to leave it on read, no disrespect

Self love, self care, got that prioritised

If I start talkin' violent, they'll say it's glorified

If they ever saw the shit I saw they would be traumatised

I need more greatness, more wealth and be immortalised

Humble beginnings where I grew, 42

That's where I, rest my head

That's where I, make my bread

Gettin' older and wiser, back then I didn't have a clue

Baby girl, you're looking fleeky, gonna make my way to you

You always give, they're always askin' for more

They don't say thanks, my intentions were pure

Tyson Fury, finna spin a man's jaw

She can't stay, I gotta show her the door

God is Good, that's why I pray to the lord

South London, brodie whips in a Ford

I got an OnlyFans, no lie, I'm so bored

Tryna wrap me round her fingers like a telephone cord, it's mad

Workrate's insane, I wanna make mama proud of me

Want my guys to get loud with me

Couldn't picture how it'd be

Life Of The Party, 50 Cent, I'm in the club

The lengest tings show me love

These days, I been getting dubs

Livin' carefree, middle fingers, I stick them up

In the ends with big dogs, I don't roll with little pups

I remember back in 2019

mum kicked me out the house

Couple days, I was homeless

Fast forward to the future

Workin' hard, I'm at home less

Gettin' all this money, it's not certain that there's no stress

I'm a loyal guy, if you ask then I'll say "yes"

This girl is loose off the juice, she wanna undress

Unless you're from here, you will never know the ends

I'm in the streets and I'm talking to the fiends like they're my friends

I'm lowkey, I never really cared about these trends

I don't have the time to think, so it's hard to comprehend

Sad world that we're livin' in, doing bare for some likes and impressions

I can conduct myself well, good first impressions

Prayer hands, I count my blessings

I ain't got the time for stressin'

I was 19, felt low and I had depression

This girl's got it twisted, ain't that, I'm never messin'

Singin' all these melodies, Music is my therapy

I don't like their energy, I want vibes and energy

Niggas keep on testin' me

Shank in my bag, stay relaxed or they're arrestin' me

Stayin' in my own lane, how the hell you bestin' me?

I am not convinced by them lies, bare discrepancies

In the stu, I'm whippin' up, they wanna know my recipe

I tell them, "it's my destiny"

Real Shit, yeah

Humble beginnings where I grew, 42

That's where I, rest my head

That's where I, make my bread

Bad one, give me head

Ride me, on the bed

Waitin' for weeks because she was on her reds

Madting, it's the Outro man

The end of a chapter

Opening for a new chapter

The story's just begun man

God Is Good

Praise The Most High, Always