Lovers To Strangers Lyrics

Ahead of my time like when you there I'm in a next place

Playing games, checkmate, he ain't worth the checkmate

Always on my J's like my crep mate

Raptile rappers watch them take shape

He ain't really streets, he use to spectate

Couldn't pass the bollards when it gets late

Smoked since like, ten I got a chest ache

Warzone, strally and a chest plate

Everyone's a snake, even your best mate

No vio's in my prime, I'll be round there the next day

Rolling with the hammer, lifes gone betways

We do martial arts, break a brick with the sensei

I don't know, six a lot of commas, what the checks say

I don't know, six a lot of commas, what the checks say

Drowning in the sorrows, cah I made the pain

Is it music or family, I can't pick a lane

Monclers to repel the rain

Hearts in my chain, life's a game

I've been in the manor, K that's Dolce Gabbana

Niggas like you been

I've been on war like Putin

Ain't swinging if my boy ain't shooting

Michael Jordan, Scottie Pippen, hooping

Now we drive cars with no roofs inn

Matic or the dinger where I'm roosting

Don't know what side a niggas choosing

How you see my opps and then your twosing

That's automatic , losing

You ain't my nig your cruising for a bruising

Fuck rap shit's an illusion

Fuck road streets, still amusing

Took time and I lost precision

But I can't rap without a vision

Philosophy's, democracy's, being black in Britain

Youngers got their dreams written

Amir's with some trees in them

What's a hero to a villain

Move that piccolo and krillin

Flow dizzy like Dylan

They ain't did it how I didn't

Pagans keep the truth hidden

And I'm not one of those, I suppose

Had to bring it back with them sluggy flows

Gold on me, shit like it rose

Chris Rock, my shit froze

First I wasn't scoring, now I'm running to them goals

That's a Mac 11, lingard on the pole

Used to holla kane, now I go Harry for the snow

Now my cream got ice don't need Barry for a flow

Murder, she wrote 15 every coat

Niggas talking beef, I don't promote