95's Lyrics

I wear 95's till I'm 95

Killin' them all with my lively vibe

Really walkin' on some tiny ice

If you clearly talking to what might be mine

I'll ask you a question and question the answer

Master my craft, so I'm craftin' a master

Laugh till I cry, or I'm cryin' with laughter

Before we get too deep, let's think about after

Dis arse on me is a fuckin' disaster

Don't wanna gamble on you, your a chancer

You talk a good game till I'm leavin' you speechless

You come around every year just like the FIFA

Go to a party and speak to the speakers

Have you tried to have a conversation with the creatures

Don't do it if you haven't got the time frame

Saw ahead for it to give me a migraine

Thinkin' so much that it's bringin' down my brain

For you it's the storm and for me it's some light rain

Nothing but dark when you're off of the white Cane

Stick to the field like a javelin

The dark side is in me like Anakin

Sayin' you're better than me, I ain't managin

To understand you, it's like you're speakin' Mandarin

Speakin' in tongues, I turn to the liquor

Just to throw up and then show that I'm sicker

Finished on thin is it's turning to thicker

Gunnin' for me is settin' off a trigger

Paintin' a picture you use on the printer

Copy and paste don't require a thinker

Why fight a guy over the 4G

Gonna be the next victim of it surely

From the seaside and you're callin' her shorty

Forget my demons, that shit gonna haunt me

Embarrassment overflowing in my second hand

I tell the bride that I'm defo the better man

Not gonna lie tho I ain't even met the man

Supporters they love my material, I gotta Let a fan

Hit me so hard when she say she would never bang

Go to the bright side at least I will get a tan

I wear 95 till I'm 95

Killin' them all with my lively vibe

Really walkin' on some tiny ice

If you're clearly talkin' to what might be mine

I'll ask you a question and question the answer

Master my craft so I'm craft to the master

Laugh till I cry, or im cryin' with laughter

Before we get too deep, let's think about after

Dis arse on me, is a fuckin' disaster

Don't wanna yamble on you, your a chancer

You talk a good game till I'm leavin', you're speechless

You come around every year just like the FIFAs

Go to a party and speak to the speakers

Have you tried to have a conversation with the creatures