Garage Riddim 2 Lyrics

Yo it's Bence

I repeated it

More time on the tracks you be deeping it

'Cos I talk real smart and make real stories to keep me more than a meter in

Glass dry need more than a litre in

Smoke weed till my face gone green a bit

What's good, how you doing my g?

Love to the yg's when I just come in

I'm stepping in line like I do sniff blow in

Really the white got the whole bits similar

We all bust airs and I bust up written ups

Hitting on the tracks and the table's tipping up

Stanfields is the home of the written book

North of the City I swear I've bit enough

These times I never say too much cos the clouds up there go grey too much

Now it's cloudy, and it's raining

Bad talk from your mouth pulls pain in

Who said I can't get gains in a game that built me up more than my mates did

Now I'm flying right up like a spaceship

No time for a bitch I'm skating

Skate quick cos I'm tryna move fast to get away rags and get my money paid in

But it's cash, unwanted

Bank transfer when I'm done robbing so that's why I'm out with the cover and topping I Won't get bagged identity stopping

Your girl said your woods got rot in I think anyway man I seen her eyes clocking

What's saying on a quick little lock-in if you know what I mean

I know you want cocking

One piff, with a lot in

No telling when I'm gunna stop this the garage hit me then I gotta take options I'm Beating it up two times manna on this

Dun-know that the beats too sociable move to another man I swear I'll toast it all

That's threats to garage insociables cos it's still sick no bars or quotables

Uh, get it all in, I'm talking the bits I'm recording

Say less cos I know that I gotta live this whole shit got me gassed on another ting

I'm able to break then still pot everything, I left the 8 ball cos that's never getting in

Like me cos I'm never done settling I'm planning and planning until I've done everything

Too much so let me get slowing

Bring the beat down

Let it roll in

Let the sharpness hold up the motive

Keep the draws back

For the smoking

Keep the bev tops off for sipping up, never gunna be a dead one listen up

More time when I have to just go in the dough gotta wait cos I gotta do bits

Shit, kick the flow in, no stopping when I've got going

I kept to myself to avoid fake pussyholes, look at me now one year and I've written loads

Switched up and the work came quick

I got to keep slick if I'm gunna hit big

No more running around for the quids

I gotta step clean if the whole thing lifts

Gyal on my line tryna grip free shit but I don't do that cos I'm not no simp

I fuck with one cos I'm not some prick but they all stay near when I mention piff

So I stay well fixed, fence post in

High school man wanna question this

I tell em' tune in, listen to this

Fix up the garage and I'm blitzing bits

Ayo It's Bence man, my highschool got me vexed fam

People tryna act like they really all down but four years on and I'm getting more crown

And I looked back then only to see the frown, I wondered why I can't get round

This circle of fuckrie that was beating me up it was so fucked

I had to step up

I did what I did, who's gunna question when I turned my life proper no mentor

Years ago I never had no fight now It's quicktime grip my meal for the night

Yeah, write something sick that doesn't involve what I do on the night

'Cos the teams gone bed, I've gone proper

Years since I've had a car boot full of copper

Yeah, no messing

I'm real with this I'm not testing

Ask anyone who's still pressing, Bence sot and I'm repping

Tf linkup with 9t8, getting work done here bro right away

Better this than doing my shit 'cos the staffs police are more than a mile away