Ard Adz, J Boy - Smoke For Free lyrics
Ard Adz
[Ard Adz, J Boy - Smoke For Free lyrics]
Since I've come off the roads
I've noticed that a lot
Of man aren't actually built
For the road anymore
Mandem need to be true to themselves
It's not for everyone
Mad ting
Sad ting
Bare corn sitting in the hand ting
Free my jigga sitting on the landing
Hold your head high
Please don't ever feel abandoned
I know you feel trapped in
You go jail and come home
You still make the trap ring
To dem you're a criminal
To me you're my brudda
Don't you worry you a black king
I heard their tracks and they're so dead
You can catch Big Dirty strapped on a moped
Giving out smoke for free, I can afford it
And I've got loads of weed
I need a forklift
Score's up
And they just keep the core cut
Sure enough
They won't like it when the
Talk tough
Don't walk much
Don't walk the walk but they be
Acting like they born tough
Changed loads
Never wore the same clothes
Niggas comfy being bummy
Couldn't rate those
So confused with this OT thing
Why the fuck am I still
Hungry if I'm eating?
Treat my money like my liquor, chase it
I see profit now I feel amazing
Hella losses now that nigga basic
Everyone's an actor
Difference is the stages
Giving out smoke for free, I can afford it
And I've got loads of weed
I need a forklift
Cutting down loads of crops
We're not balling
Running down loads of opps, it got boring
Catch Dirty unlicensed in the Cat D
My brudda's trying to get his D
Cat so don't @ me
And if it ain't Ard Adz or Jugga J
Milly95 be the coldest in the rap scene
The hood's really sad
G's haven't spoke and it's really bad
Free my brudda Lynch stuck in the can
I remember when we tried to bring Bricky back
Brudda's wanna pray I look
Bruk down silly akh
Fuck that
Trust akh
Move, free Grizzy fam
Clutch that
Catch me on a bruk down Gilly strap
Fuck feds, I'm busting out doing ziggy-zags
I'm just trying to see a lot of pay
I wanna make new profit everyday
Sorry girl, I ain't even looking for a bae
Jugg be the name who was raised in the A
B, if you leave you will see
How many other bitches waiting on the D
Seen your new nigga and the kid on E
Now I'm giving no F's, he's barely a G
Can you see the buj and the coke?
If you know then you know
No price when we're dishing out smoke
And it's no dice, only flavours that I roll
Ain't got no types
Always been a known guy
When the feds found
Can't look out for no knives
Me and Dirty in the ride
Moving certi, damn right
Doing whatever we want
Doing whatever we like
Giving out smoke for free, I can afford it
And I've got loads of weed
I need a forklift
Cutting down loads of crops
We're not balling
Running down loads of opps, it got boring
Giving out smoke for free, I can afford it
And I've got loads of weed
I need a forklift
Cutting down loads of crops
We're not balling
Running down loads of opps, it got boring
I've noticed that a lot
Of man aren't actually built
For the road anymore
Mandem need to be true to themselves
It's not for everyone
Mad ting
Sad ting
Bare corn sitting in the hand ting
Free my jigga sitting on the landing
Hold your head high
Please don't ever feel abandoned
I know you feel trapped in
You go jail and come home
You still make the trap ring
To dem you're a criminal
To me you're my brudda
Don't you worry you a black king
I heard their tracks and they're so dead
You can catch Big Dirty strapped on a moped
Giving out smoke for free, I can afford it
And I've got loads of weed
I need a forklift
Score's up
And they just keep the core cut
Sure enough
They won't like it when the
Talk tough
Don't walk much
Don't walk the walk but they be
Acting like they born tough
Changed loads
Never wore the same clothes
Niggas comfy being bummy
Couldn't rate those
So confused with this OT thing
Why the fuck am I still
Hungry if I'm eating?
Treat my money like my liquor, chase it
I see profit now I feel amazing
Hella losses now that nigga basic
Everyone's an actor
Difference is the stages
Giving out smoke for free, I can afford it
And I've got loads of weed
I need a forklift
Cutting down loads of crops
We're not balling
Running down loads of opps, it got boring
Catch Dirty unlicensed in the Cat D
My brudda's trying to get his D
Cat so don't @ me
And if it ain't Ard Adz or Jugga J
Milly95 be the coldest in the rap scene
The hood's really sad
G's haven't spoke and it's really bad
Free my brudda Lynch stuck in the can
I remember when we tried to bring Bricky back
Brudda's wanna pray I look
Bruk down silly akh
Fuck that
Trust akh
Move, free Grizzy fam
Clutch that
Catch me on a bruk down Gilly strap
Fuck feds, I'm busting out doing ziggy-zags
I'm just trying to see a lot of pay
I wanna make new profit everyday
Sorry girl, I ain't even looking for a bae
Jugg be the name who was raised in the A
B, if you leave you will see
How many other bitches waiting on the D
Seen your new nigga and the kid on E
Now I'm giving no F's, he's barely a G
Can you see the buj and the coke?
If you know then you know
No price when we're dishing out smoke
And it's no dice, only flavours that I roll
Ain't got no types
Always been a known guy
When the feds found
Can't look out for no knives
Me and Dirty in the ride
Moving certi, damn right
Doing whatever we want
Doing whatever we like
Giving out smoke for free, I can afford it
And I've got loads of weed
I need a forklift
Cutting down loads of crops
We're not balling
Running down loads of opps, it got boring
Giving out smoke for free, I can afford it
And I've got loads of weed
I need a forklift
Cutting down loads of crops
We're not balling
Running down loads of opps, it got boring