Merky ACE - Relocate lyrics
[Merky ACE - Relocate lyrics]
Mek a man relocate
Still, I'm on the field where it's real, OK?
But, I don't have man around me that's fake
No seats at the table
If you do not have food for the plate
Man can't make me relocate
How you get into beef and relocate?
No retaliation, dem things, I don't rate
Thumped him up at the station
Now you wanna be his
Mate? You better relocate
I was on the field selling packs
You weren't selling
You was on the phone to that bae
I was selling kway
Think you're a big man cause you ran away
And left your marjay?
Man can't put that pressure on A
You're not a badboy running
Round with nobodies
Tears on his face but he ain't got nobody
See any one of dem, they'll be so sorry
Spent five bills and I bought my own dotty
And me and Killer went halfway on a hand ting
Half a box and two skengs, don
I weren't ramping
And I won't go anywhere without
The shank by my bollocks
Back on my 2010 bollocks
Man wanna talk but they
Still ain't touched me
Touch man's sister if I can't find him
I'll fuck man's sister
She'll always be my ting
Yeah, hold that on a custard pie ting
Actually fucked, too, bareback fucked, too
Same way I fucked her, I'm saying "fuck you"
Got a problem? I'll show you
With the clutch too
You better relocate cause I'll relocate
And you better take your family with you
Anyone can get it, you know how I stay
Onsite with the ting, you love talking
Man thumped you and you was talking
Man headbutt you and you're still talking
I was in beef with about eight man
And dem man stood, just watching
I stood up strong on a "what?" ting
One touch man on a god ting
If I had the sunny on me, straight cop ting
You man can keep that washed ting
Cuh the setup round here's nice
Ps in my pocket, I'm live
OTF till I die, Family Tree's all mine
But we're Tizzy Gang online
Everyone pulls their weight by
Eating off mine not eating man's shine
Or eating man's food or wasting man's time
No more disrespecting my bloodline
No pagans around me, I'm feeling fine
Last whip was a VW
Next one's gotta be an Audi so I do grind
Your head mash up but not mash up like I
I'm screaming "fuck dem man" till I die
When I wrote this tune
I swear I nearly did cry
Cause, I gave my all, and it was a lie
But fuck it, I ain't no perfect guy
See me when you see me, it's on sight
(Fucking see me)
See me when you see me, it's on sight
(Come and fucking see me)
I said see me when you see me, it's on sight
(Or I'll fucking come and see you)
Still, I'm on the field where it's real, OK?
But, I don't have man around me that's fake
No seats at the table
If you do not have food for the plate
Man can't make me relocate
How you get into beef and relocate?
No retaliation, dem things, I don't rate
Thumped him up at the station
Now you wanna be his
Mate? You better relocate
I was on the field selling packs
You weren't selling
You was on the phone to that bae
I was selling kway
Think you're a big man cause you ran away
And left your marjay?
Man can't put that pressure on A
You're not a badboy running
Round with nobodies
Tears on his face but he ain't got nobody
See any one of dem, they'll be so sorry
Spent five bills and I bought my own dotty
And me and Killer went halfway on a hand ting
Half a box and two skengs, don
I weren't ramping
And I won't go anywhere without
The shank by my bollocks
Back on my 2010 bollocks
Man wanna talk but they
Still ain't touched me
Touch man's sister if I can't find him
I'll fuck man's sister
She'll always be my ting
Yeah, hold that on a custard pie ting
Actually fucked, too, bareback fucked, too
Same way I fucked her, I'm saying "fuck you"
Got a problem? I'll show you
With the clutch too
You better relocate cause I'll relocate
And you better take your family with you
Anyone can get it, you know how I stay
Onsite with the ting, you love talking
Man thumped you and you was talking
Man headbutt you and you're still talking
I was in beef with about eight man
And dem man stood, just watching
I stood up strong on a "what?" ting
One touch man on a god ting
If I had the sunny on me, straight cop ting
You man can keep that washed ting
Cuh the setup round here's nice
Ps in my pocket, I'm live
OTF till I die, Family Tree's all mine
But we're Tizzy Gang online
Everyone pulls their weight by
Eating off mine not eating man's shine
Or eating man's food or wasting man's time
No more disrespecting my bloodline
No pagans around me, I'm feeling fine
Last whip was a VW
Next one's gotta be an Audi so I do grind
Your head mash up but not mash up like I
I'm screaming "fuck dem man" till I die
When I wrote this tune
I swear I nearly did cry
Cause, I gave my all, and it was a lie
But fuck it, I ain't no perfect guy
See me when you see me, it's on sight
(Fucking see me)
See me when you see me, it's on sight
(Come and fucking see me)
I said see me when you see me, it's on sight
(Or I'll fucking come and see you)