Pak-Man - Roadside lyrics
[Pak-Man - Roadside lyrics]
Been grinding for my whole life
Never been a lowlife
Gotta get my dough right
I don't know about those guys
never saw them on the roadside
Been grinding for my whole life
Never been a lowlife
Gotta get my dough right
I don't know about those guys
Never saw them on the roadside
Young on the strip
Should've gone down the mosque
P13 was the bus round the block
Girls buss it open when they
Come round a boss don't hate me cause you're
Rubbed out and washed i came up on the roads
Spent my teens with fiends
Dots on me like dominoes hundred phones
Could've been sponsored by Nokia
Made me conquer you
You couldn't see me with binoculars
Ran through my first mill
Let birds chill in Herne Hill
Old passa, grown matters
Suttin can get burst still
Go to war like Churchill
I don't think these nerds real
Thousands on a girl's heels
My Versace shirt silk cracked a tooth
Went Harley Street for an implant
Now I'm in Chanel with like
Ten bands in France
Diamonds on me dancing like Lingard
You're listening to a mob boss in charge
Been grinding for my whole life
Never been a lowlife
Gotta get my dough right
I don't know about those guys
Never saw them on the roadside
Been grinding for my whole life
Never been a lowlife
Gotta get my dough right
I don't know about those guys
Never saw them on the roadside
Young on the strip, ahead of my time
Bread on my mind
I was always destined to shine
A lot of madness on the ends
A lot of man were on the fence
Reflecting on what I lost
What I made and what I spent
I was in a Honda then
Years before I got a Benz
Years before I got revenge
Now my money's long for them
I dunno where the loyalty and honour went
Every action has a consequence
Where's your common sense?
Trapped in different continents
Things you couldn't comprehend
Used to getting compliments
She likes me cause I'm confident
Where you wanna fly babe? Rack
For a night stay
£5K for the five star for five days
I was trapped in the gutter
Like crabs in a bucket
Now there's lobster and crab in my stomach
A lot of man chat like they're on it
I've got racks in my pocket
I ain't ever had a wallet
Been grinding for my whole life
Never been a lowlife
Gotta get my dough right
I don't know about those guys
Never saw them on the roadside
Been grinding for my whole life
Never been a lowlife
Gotta get my dough right
I don't know about those guys
Never saw them on the roadside
Never been a lowlife
Gotta get my dough right
I don't know about those guys
never saw them on the roadside
Been grinding for my whole life
Never been a lowlife
Gotta get my dough right
I don't know about those guys
Never saw them on the roadside
Young on the strip
Should've gone down the mosque
P13 was the bus round the block
Girls buss it open when they
Come round a boss don't hate me cause you're
Rubbed out and washed i came up on the roads
Spent my teens with fiends
Dots on me like dominoes hundred phones
Could've been sponsored by Nokia
Made me conquer you
You couldn't see me with binoculars
Ran through my first mill
Let birds chill in Herne Hill
Old passa, grown matters
Suttin can get burst still
Go to war like Churchill
I don't think these nerds real
Thousands on a girl's heels
My Versace shirt silk cracked a tooth
Went Harley Street for an implant
Now I'm in Chanel with like
Ten bands in France
Diamonds on me dancing like Lingard
You're listening to a mob boss in charge
Been grinding for my whole life
Never been a lowlife
Gotta get my dough right
I don't know about those guys
Never saw them on the roadside
Been grinding for my whole life
Never been a lowlife
Gotta get my dough right
I don't know about those guys
Never saw them on the roadside
Young on the strip, ahead of my time
Bread on my mind
I was always destined to shine
A lot of madness on the ends
A lot of man were on the fence
Reflecting on what I lost
What I made and what I spent
I was in a Honda then
Years before I got a Benz
Years before I got revenge
Now my money's long for them
I dunno where the loyalty and honour went
Every action has a consequence
Where's your common sense?
Trapped in different continents
Things you couldn't comprehend
Used to getting compliments
She likes me cause I'm confident
Where you wanna fly babe? Rack
For a night stay
£5K for the five star for five days
I was trapped in the gutter
Like crabs in a bucket
Now there's lobster and crab in my stomach
A lot of man chat like they're on it
I've got racks in my pocket
I ain't ever had a wallet
Been grinding for my whole life
Never been a lowlife
Gotta get my dough right
I don't know about those guys
Never saw them on the roadside
Been grinding for my whole life
Never been a lowlife
Gotta get my dough right
I don't know about those guys
Never saw them on the roadside