Kwengface - 10 Years lyrics

Grrt the amount of money I'm gonna be
Making would hurt your parents' feelings
(Ah) remember the class where I taught you
All how to make it rain?
That's what I'm gonna be
Doing every single night
(Carns Hill production)

I can teach you to rap (Woo, woo)
I can teach you to trap (Eurgh)
I can teach you to take this hand ting apart
(Brr, brr) clean up and grease this mash
Been ten years in this ting
And I still feel young
I swear it's just mad (Mad)
Been ten years and guys have nothing to show
I swear it's just sad (Bruh)
We're the reason a man turned pack

Put my life on the line for the set (Gang)
Put aside all the pride
All thе fame and respect (Gang, gang, gang)
Jump in thе stolen car
(Skrrt) , tryna stop man's heart (Woo)
Put man on a stretcher (Woo)
See an opp, man aim for the neck (Di-di-dip)
He's lucky I fleshed man's arm instead
(Di-di-dip)
OT trips for the money, been through weeks
Kinda miss my bed (Brr)
Three thousand pebs in the whip
Just see feds, gotta take that left
(Skrrt, skrrt)
Trap boy with the dark and light
I don't know nothin' about pills or meth
Half-a-brick of cocaïna
(Cocaïna) comin' in from Medellín (Woo)
Just see it touch in customs
(M-m-m) , are they not tryna let it in? (No)
See, I can never live off benefit's
So I bought a phone with a SIM-Card credited
This music help man levellin'
But I still fuck with the 38 specialist
(Brap) this lightskin ting is a
Feminist, tellin' me, "Kweng
You're way too menacin'" (Ayy, come here)
There's no way man's deadin' it
There is no way this beef is settlin'

I can teach you to rap
I can teach you to trap (I can teach you)
I can teach you to take this hand ting apart
(Oi, oi)
Clean up and grease this mash (Oi, oi)
Been ten years in this ting
And I still feel young
I swear it's just mad (Mad)
Been ten years and guys have nothing to show
I swear it's just sad (Bruh)
We're the reason a man turned pack (Brr)
I can teach you to rap
I can teach you to trap (Oi)
I can teach you to take this hand ting apart
(Hand ting apart)
Clean up and grease this mash (Brr, brr, brr)
Been ten years in this ting
And I still feel young
I swear it's just mad (Mad)
Been ten years and guys have nothing to show
I swear it's just sad (Bruh)
We're the reason a man turned pack

Swing this fifteen inch (Di-di-dip)
Twenty-two inch, yeah, I call that a Zeddy
(Di-di-dip)
Won't stop 'til I see some fleshy (Splash)
Skat skat still tryna take man's breathy
(Splash) got Luga bells on deck
True say I need some bells for the speshy'
(Uh, uh)
If I dig out your plait's, man ruin your hat
(Di-di-dip)
Now your head's back messy (Di-di-dip)
If I went to jail
Would these fans still love me?
(Would they?)
If I give this sweet one a yute
In five years time
Would this ting just rub me?
Going hard 'til my family's comfy
My bro done an M and dipped out the country
(Skrrt, skrrt)
Told bae bae, "Please don't judge me
The route that I came is
A whole leap of fuckeries"
Opps get turn into skunkweed
Man talked tough then he died, unlucky
Ride, ride, fling that brucky (Bap)
Snoop done a drill, tryna go for the kill
(Glah, bap) but he got unlucky (Woo)
We're still tryna get them puppies (Eurgh)
I just bought me a rusty spinner (Glap)
If I pull up and slap this trigger
These hollow tip bells will
Khalaas your nigga (Bap)

I can teach you to rap
I can teach you to trap (I can)
I can teach you to take this hand ting apart
Clean up and grease this mash (Ay ay)
Been ten years in this ting
And I still feel young
I swear it's just mad (Ayy)
Been ten years and guys have nothing to show
I swear it's just sad (Bruh)
We're the reason a man turned pack
I can teach you to rap
I can teach you to trap (Eurgh)
I can teach you to take this hand ting apart
(Hand ting apart)
Clean up and grease this mash (Brr, brr)
Been ten years in this ting
And I still feel young
I swear it's just mad (Oi-oi)
Been ten years and guys have nothing to show
I swear it's just sad (Washed)
We're the reason a man turned pack

Literally, man (Scratch mixed it)
Man's done it, been there and done that
Lowe that