JAY1 - 4AM in Coventry lyrics

[JAY1 - 4AM in Coventry lyrics]

Most of the work weren't easy
Never had a bring and I done it on my Jack's
(My Jack's) dem boy there talkin' smack
Everybody wanna talk but ain't talkin' facts
(They ain't talkin' facts)
D9 just called on my phone like "Jay
How you stackin' up all these bands?"
(I'm stackin')
And I told him "I live to invest
I can say with my chest
That's part of the plan
(That's part of the plan)
Sip on my drink in the
Penthouse with a bad B
I ain't hearin' haters (Nope)
All the chicks-dem know that I'm dangerous
Six foot four like I play for The Lakers
JAY1, cool down, cah you're blazin' (Blazin')
Everybody wanna take shots at me, carry on
Cah I'm feelin' famous (Haha)
Fuckin' up all these feelings cah I'm
Heartless, blow back then I cut, ayy
Bethany came with a chicken
It wasn't seasoned so I told her to cut
(Ayy, fuck off)
But the back look big from a distance when
She walked off so I told her "Stop"
(Ayy, come back)
Thick ting with the breasts look gorgeous
Baby, bruk off your back, get tun
Swear down, life is a movie (Movie)
I could never give sex to a groupie (Groupie)
Went up Radford quickly just to make
A swift banger with Coolie (Coolie)
Come a long way from Southgate
Now I'm out 'ere tryna make that smoothie
(Smoothie)
I was out there with a bad B, she a bad B
But she drives man looney
Bill it, bun it, dash it
It's a madness when I step up in the place
(Place)
And nobody wanna put work in but these dumb
Pricks want a piece of the cake
I pull up like nuttin' ain't friendly, bro
Send me that key to the safe
I want it all and I want it now, I
Ball so hard like I'm E to the A, ayy
How many times did I drip? Bro
Fuck about and get licked (Lit)
One bang to the face, I'm dis close
Play with me and get hit (Get hit)
Feet come tekky like Isco, on the field
I do bit's (Do bit's)
Like, how you gonna DM my bitch
Bro? Must be takin' the piss
(Takin' the piss)
I was out there like I mentioned before
With the benz on my balls
In the ends it was cray
Fed pulled up in the coupe, it
Was mad, it was bouj, man
I thought I was catchin' a case
I was thirteen, I was young still
Takin' your lunch in the end
And I'm takin' your bae
I'm still J to the A to the Y to the 1
Ain't nobody takin' my place
Are you fuckin' stupid?
Nineteen in the charts, I do this
Top ten on the feature, clueless
Ten mill on a tune, I'm movin'
Small boy, don't talk 'bout losin'
Step through to the place all boujee
Bro, check out the back on Lucy
If I come then I come with my goonies
I'm boujee, two hands on the booty
That's Susan, Britney and Sarah
Michaela, baby, come nearer
That's Stacey, Ava and Taylor
Big booty, juicy like Ava
That's JAY1 not 2, don't play dawg
When kway kway came back with the blazer
It's a mad ting, D9 that's my day dawg
If you doubt, me shock you like a taser

Mm jAY1, JAY1
JAY1, JAY1 jAY1, JAY

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