
Red Pea Soup ft. Gabriel Waves Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Wasn't feeling too good one week, told Nan I'm in need of a red pea soup
Can't lie man, I miss those days when I was just seen as an innocent youth
That's what my parents thought, really I was round tools that aim and
Deep down man, I know they knew, especially Pops, cah he seen the clues
Only God knows how I made it out of the sewers, I'm from where beggars can't be choosers
I beg to differ, can't be round no losers and looters who linger round with rugers
If I put that one in my backpack by Maccies ramp, they'd be still saying free me
But I werent one, you could G-check even though peer pressure wasn't easy
If they're still on fuckery, they can't be near me, I'm tryna do better, clearly
Astrays where they're trying to steer me, really, on a business one
Humble, cause I know what it's like for it all to be gone
Raised in 012 to the one from young, had my head screwed on
Don't carry myself like I'm from no slum, but trust, things got sticky like gum
Used to pull out the sam and watch man run, it was all games and fun
Till one of the blocks got spun and he got bun, and the doctors pronounced him gone, what
Wasn't feeling too good one week, told Nan I'm in need of a red pea soup
Can't lie man, I miss those days when I was just seen as an innocent youth
That's what my parents thought, really I was round tools that aim and
Deep down man, I know they knew, especially Pops, cah he seen the clues
Wasn't feeling too good one week, told Nan I'm in need of a red pea soup
Can't lie man, I miss those days when I was just seen as an innocent youth
That's what my parents thought, really I was round tools that aim and
Deep down man, I know they knew, especially Pops, cah he seen the clues
2 2's me and him don't speak, real reason I still don't know
But when I look back man, things got deep
He lost his bro and I lost my uncle to these streets
And that's where he'd find me every week
Mashing down work and picking up heat, must have been real life PTSD
Now I'm out on my own, not that mum didn't want me
But I'm moving out of control
And man that I'm moving with are getting jooked and jabbed
Other words getting punched and stabbed
I'm out here moving MJ bad
Surely her son is soon to go but
Man ain't having that picked up a travel pack, moved to somewhere with views
Got me a hatchback, money on the sat-nav, set the speed and then cruise
Alarm went brr, I don't press snooze
Shower and groom, put on my shoes
Left my home in a good mood, ready to grind, nothing to prove
Wasn't feeling too good one week, told Nan I'm in need of a red pea soup
Can't lie man, I miss those days when I was just seen as an innocent youth
That's what my parents thought, really I was round tools that aim and
Deep down man, I know they knew, especially Pops cah he seen the clues
Wasn't feeling to good one week, told Nan I'm in need of a red pea soup
Can't lie man, I miss those days when I was just seen as an innocent youth
That's what my parents thought, really I was round tools that aim and
Deep down man, I know they knew, especially Pops cah he seen the clues
Wasn't feeling too good one week, told Nan I'm in need of a red pea soup
Can't lie man, I miss those days when I was just seen as an innocent youth
That's what my parents thought, really I was round tools that aim and
Deep down man, I know they knew, especially Pops cah he seen the clues