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letra de say my grace - trizzy trapz

bridge (kojo)
feds want me aii
feds want feds want me aii
this my this my life
this my this my life aii
feds want me aii
feds want feds want me aii

verse 1 (trapz)
theres no place like home, theres no place like 6
some young teens riding out, we was loving it
dem times when mandem used to argue who’s bussin it
and feds try jail me off, cats used to bell me off
the house stunk of weed, mummy used to tell me off
well we should right, she still stok by
don’t like me then don’t hide it, instead of saying sly sh-t
i guess the hating must be doing something good right
dad died no goodbyes and what’s the hood like?
but whats it look like
i live a hood life but make it look nice
come a long way from linking benners on my pushbike
and yeah i’ve had some bad days but i can’t forget the good time unah
wifey stressed cos i hardly ever spend time with her
fire in the booth well i think it’s about time unah
supporters @ charlie but him moving like him blind unah
made my first bag in ot i done a fortnight
now whats a bag? i spend that on my last court fine
hard work pays off, no days off
i’m in my car banging out some old school vaposs
like i got haters saying how could he, count the gwap i made
sip yak off my balcony
i stab man, i stab more man, n-gg- what have you done?
i’ve come along way from playing snooker in the youth club

hook (kojo)
running on the blocks all day
running on the streets so me gon’ get paid
i know that satan want me
it’s like god forgive me when i say my grace (x2)

verse 2 (trapz)
and no snitching thats the code that i live by
bet there’s a schemer that must wonder where i live by
and that postcode beef ting didn’t pay me
so now i’m serving out dinner like a dinner lady
its like everyday i’m learning tryna solve a puzzle
i stacked a few racks and had to blow a couple
and beefing one of us, then you’re starting trouble
cos round here these hammers ain’t blowing bubbles
some fake friends claiming they got love for me
i’m like f-ck dem what they ever done for me?
shank in my bottoms, let someone push my b-ttons
and how you beat your boys girl?, you’re a wrongen
these judas n-gg-s hold gunshot gunshot
i shot bud, i got cunch spots, cunch spots
and me and c go way back like what do you know?
from when we used to move c-ke in that blue golf
like wheres the aux wire?
fans should call me lethal, always asking me for more fire
we don’t really talk we ride, we in that dinga with that halftime .45
i told my story like maybe i should be an author
neighbours baiting up the trap when i’m just tryna feed my daughter
i’m tryna live, this is ain’t life, if its your time its your time
so if i die don’t cry
tell sky i’m in the sky

hook (kojo)
running on the blocks all day
running on the streets so mu gon get paid
i know the satan want me
its like god forgive me when i say my grace (x4)

bridge (kojo)
feds want me aii
feds want feds want me aii
this my this my life
this my this my life aii
feds want me aii
feds want feds want me aii

- trizzy trapz

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