Devlin - Dumplin lyrics
[Devlin - Dumplin lyrics]
And when i say don't get left broke
Nah i don't mean left in the red
Them guys can have plenty of cash
But when it comes to comparison
They're looking to lack
Im looking to stack money
Piles quicker than flats so they can
Stop looking at me and start looking at that
But fuck it im broke for the minute
Oh well at least i got a hold on my lyrics
They can have cash i got soul i got spirit
I keep my head out of the heavens
And close to the ground like midgets
With damn dirty lyrics that are rising
Define the aspects of physics
Im that blue vodka drink that your girls
Been sippin at the bar all night
Yeah im WKD, i'm wicked
Haters i'll be more specific you can suck
Dick or send your best wishes
Your girl didn't give the crew kisses
After 10 dicks her cunt smelt of fishes
Slut on her knees surrounded by willies
Your girls grimey like my bars are
Im like tracy chapman - i wanna
Drive away in a fast car
Wish i could drive to where the
Moon and the stars are
From a place where the people are dirt poor
Keep an eye on the queens head
Thats what you'll get hurt for
You'll see violence the same as a
Blood and crip turf war
And the bars keep dragging like a night shift
I'll tell 'em get back on
The bike like ryan nyquist
They ain't never seen or heard
Of nothing like this
Nah im killing it with tightness
Every time i ride this
Its devz im full of surprises
I wanna touch the sky like high rises
I re-wrote the whole of the script
Turned out the lights and left em in
The dark like a solar eclipse
Stay close to the beats like
When you slowdance with
Your girl got a hold of her hips
All we hold round here is chibs
Emoitonless kids that are pissed
Where they live
Coppers that are quick to be pricks
You could be abiding the law and
You could still get nicked
Me im too quick i ain't never been nicked
Theres been some close calls
Ive had to jump walls
Ive been running through schools
And stashing up tools
None of them coppers ain't knocked
What i live like
Im not a gangster, definitely not
Im just trapped in the lands of ciminality
Reality, stepping in rapidly
My right hand works like
It's powered mechanically
My shit is all self explanatory
Im just trying to save their sanity
But they can pay for enlightenment five pound
For my cd this ain't no charity
Devz's got a killer vocabulary
All mad at me thought they be glad for me
But hating's un-holy like blasphemy
If you don't like me don't chat to me
Im putting in the hours like
A worker in the factory
I got weights on my back like
A shirt or a sweater
I'll stick to the spitting for
Worse or for better
Im waiting to go through the
Worst of the weather
The other side must be better
Ive been hung out to dry now
Ive come back to try
Defining the art of lyrical criminal rhymes
- slap someone multiple times
Now they wanna tell me that im
The best spitter whos white
Im just the best full stop
None of them couldn't step in then stop
If they stop then i make em walk
Off side it's time these haters behave
We fuck it up all over the country in a rave
Me ghetts slice and lunar we all get paid?