Bashy - Death Is Just A Page Away lyrics

[Bashy - Death Is Just A Page Away lyrics]

It's Death is just a page away
Davinche on production let's go

I'm not tough, I don't scuff
Kicks, don't scuff chicks
Actually I don't scuff we're all grown cuz
Can all do stuff so leave the beef alone
Concentrate on making move blood
If boxing was spitting, I'd be a heavyweight
If beef made money
Then I'd be in it every day
But, it's not lucrative so I just stay away
But know yourself
No chefs here but you'll get baked day
I drop Bathing Apes
I got a grizzly beard that's
Hiding my baby face
I'm stressed from my paper chase
At night I just lay awake
Cause old school tapes are play
Off, Gods Gift, Maxwell, Plague
Wiley and Major Ace look
I just gaze in space
Asking God how to make these papers mate
He said Ash, 'Pick up the Papermate pen and
Grace the paper mate' and yes
I'm a baders babe and your mans pissed
Cause all he's been drinking is

I can't fade away, I ain't made a name
Don't dig a grave, I ain't killed today
I write about my life that's
What keeps the cage away
The roads a book it's titled 'Death
Is Just A Page Away'

Fuck the hype ting, I'm not on it
All I wanna do is make my stack the largest
Nah, I ain't the hardest artist
But, I'll have you
Sprinted out your blocks like
Mark Lewis Francis
My advance is, not going on cars, whips
Going in stocks and shares and yard space
Not the fact that I'm tryna be smart
It's being broke is a joke
But far from a laugh
Yeah cuz I was really fucked so like Mr
Mills I had to look sharp cuz, had to fix up
Course there was a time
When I was really bruk
So I did, couple AC's with a silly slut
Can't depend on luck, to get my money up
(But, I need paper cuz)
Look I need to raise them funds
But, I know I ain't a thug
And I ain't moving drugs
But, I ain't them little boys
Tryna sponge off their Mums

I can't fade away
(nar) I ain't made a name (nar)
Don't dig a grave, I ain't killed today (no)
I write about my life that's
What keeps the cage away (yeah)
The roads a book it's titled 'Death
Is Just A Page Away'

They're tryna cops garms, I'm tryna cop drums
Cop planes, cop yachts
Cuz you only live once
Course I'll make a name
Course I'm gonna stunt
Everyone knows that Bashy is a cocky cunt
Tall and skinny and black like a hockey puck
Good looking black boy but just
Don't give a fuck
But polite when I have to be
Actually, fame can't change me I'll
Be the same old Ashley
MC and actor, in my own category
Moves like a bullet boy but I ain't Asher D
Hip Hop and grime, neither is a match for me
West Indian but we're African naturally
So i'll annihilate, persons who lie and say
Africa's the birth place aids
Nah it's best that they hide today
Right away, before my people find away
To make them permanently make them hibernate

I can't fade away, I ain't made a name (nar)
Don't dig a grave, I ain't killed today (nar)
I write about my life that's
What keeps the cage away (yeah)
The roads a book it's titled 'Death
Is Just A Page Away' i can't fade away
(nar) I ain't made a name (nar)
Don't dig a grave, I ain't killed today (no)
I write about my life that's
What keeps the cage away (yeah)
The roads a book it's titled 'Death
Is Just A Page Away'

Ragz2Richez baby
Love me, love me, say that you love me
Fool me, fool me, go on and fool me
Love me, love me, pretend that you love me
Leave me, leave me, just say that you need me

Ermmm nahhhh!

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