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letra de up 6 to church road - deep green

[intro – big keyz]
it’s your n-gga big keyz man
yeah church road repping that crime scene
half my team’s in the can
you already know how that sh-t was, it wasn’t planned
we ain’t choose this life, this life chose us
made my decisions, now a n-gga’s just gotta lie in it like a blanket
yuh nah mean?

[verse 1 – deep green]
i’m up six down to church road
still getting dough, ain’t relying on no furlough
fatz said he got the heat like a fur coat
fully on smoke, might pop up like some burnt toast
in the trap, kitchen’s where i learned most
three course meals, cats itching for the first course
steady dodging dibble, had to swеrve loads
couple wobbly bridges, i had to burn thosе
had to burn clothes just in case they bring the inquest
i hate when a man talks just to make me impressed
i can’t do it out of passion or my interest
now i gotta do this rapping for my princess
and for my sons too, i bought jewels and bought guns too
cause i ain’t in the streets doing kung-fu
so the only thing swinging is my chain n-gga
if i ain’t got my ting i’ve got my blade n-gga
i came a long way from them reeboks
now i’m bout to go a long way shotting three blocks
free d, free t and free jb
and my crime scene g’s, n-gga free tox
i never took the time to go college
i was in the streets tryna build like shaun wallace
two words for the feds, no comment
so sick with it like the flow’s vomit
[interlude – big keyz]
first time i met deep green
that n-gga pulled up to my party
chains swinging, you know how that goes
n-gga bought a chain but no loan ting
and even though that n-gga raps, i was like “oh sh-t”
little bit down the line he showed me he raps and whatnot
i said “yeah, he’s the truth”

[verse 2 – storm millian]
allah be my witness, wallahi i keep it distant
ten-ten fades and fifties, i’m on my big biz
double bubble, crossing out one or two off my tick list
white rum sipping before i chop up this whip whip
i did a mazza up in norwich, had to split wigs
then me and brodie took a trip up to go ipswich
burner with me, n-gga moving crazy, ain’t no whispers
supplying food up to these cats without no whiskers
i hit the strip with more white than christmas eve
shawty with me, she just wanna breed, all i need
if i’m down, you can put me on my feet
on your knees, give me deep, up six like i’m green
oh there ain’t too many friends that i keep
i’m too thorough with it baby, it’s just me and the fiends
still juggy with it, i ain’t in my dream car
money haffi mek now f-cky f-cky for my sweetheart
how many times i done road with my runny nose?
said i ain’t coming back until i’m flood with notes
big ratchet on my waist, i am antisosh
if it ain’t no money or a murder i am not involved
ain’t too many real in the field, that’s how bro got poked
solo wanna juggy with my hoodie, loads of coke
i’m like a ten grand stack, i ain’t known to fold
hustle any weather cah we really got it off the road
[outro – big keyz]
large up my n-gga storm
n-gga been going hard in the game for years
and n-gga’s music been eating crime
he deserves this sh-t, yuh nah mean?
shout outs to all my n-ggas in the can
all my young bucks still holding down the trenches
all the trench babies, one for you man
show love, gang

- deep green

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