Stay Flee Get Lizzy, Fredo, Central Cee - Meant To Be lyrics

I live in her head for
Free and she still gives head to me
Yeah, I drop a bag on his head
It's Fred, then he went to bed for cheap
This money was meant for me
I guess it was meant to be i'm sorry mummy
For all of the drugs and money
That you wasn't meant to see
It's meant to be what it's meant to be
On two fours like Xmas eve
Don't wanna talk so I kept it brief
Don't wanna walk so I jumped in the Porsche
I left out the door with likе 10 badeens
Fred got more on the way from kway
So I'm travеling West from N15
Tell them how it is, I don't sell no dreams

Bad bitch from the West Indies
My left on freeze, yes indeed
Yeah, me and my brothers are bad
Don't run, get one in your back


That's a rocket, we come with the wap
I get my pocket and stuff it with racks
I roll up the weed then stuff in the pack
She rolls up her jeans then
Stuffs in the back they don't trust me
I ain't trusting them back
Bust it at us and busting it back
All of my niggas are bussing the pack
RIP billy and Muscle, and that
Used to go OT, hustle the pack
If I see feds then I'm shuffling back
He lost his girl, don't know what to do
'round me, you man should watch your boo
Man can't tell me they lost my food
Like everything cool, that's not the mood
These bricks get chopped in two
These shotty's get chopped and used
Tell me, what's to prove
I done a lot, still lots to do
She asked me why I take risks
With a lot to lose
That's how a mobster moves

I live in her head for free and
She still gives head to me
Yeah, I drop a bag on his head
It's Fred, then he went to bed for cheap
This money was meant for me
I guess it was meant to be i'm sorry mummy
For all of the drugs and money
That you wasn't meant to see
It's meant to be what it's meant to be
On two fours like Xmas eve
Don't wanna talk so I kept it brief
Don't wanna walk so I jumped in the Porsche
I left out the door with like 10 badeens
Fred got more on the way from kway
So I'm traveling West from N15
Tell them how it is, I don't sell no dreams

Tell them how it is, I don't sell no dreams
I don't sell drugs no more, my bro
But I still say yo to the well known fiend
I'm high profile but my girl lowkey
She swing both ways, LGBT lMAO, I'm D-E-A-D
You can come against me, my g, feel free
But that wouldn't be good
For your self-esteem put man in their place
Now he don't wanna chat no more
Nah, he don't wanna rap no more
Talk is cheap, that's all he can afford
These sweets are raw, expensive corn
Bando settings, reception's poor
In the crackhead's kitchen, extension cord
All I need is a charger, less is more
Got a nank cah prevention is better than cure
Been all over the country
I've never done tours
I fuck with hoes but I never love whores
Diamonds not from Sierra Leone
These two fit's cost me a pair of Diors
He was up there but he ain't there any more
Snakes around, I'm aware of them all
I'm a man of my own
I don't care who you call

I live in her head for free and
She still gives head to me
Yeah, I drop a bag on his head
It's Fred, then he went to bed for cheap
This money was meant for me
I guess it was meant to be i'm sorry mummy
For all of the drugs and money
That you wasn't meant to see
It's meant to be what it's meant to be
On two fours like Xmas eve
Don't wanna talk so I kept it brief
Don't wanna walk so I jumped in the Porsche
I left out the door with like 10 badeens
Fred got more on the way from kway
So I'm traveling West from N15
Tell them how it is, I don't sell no dreams