Kozzie - Album Done lyrics

[Kozzie - Album Done lyrics]

Yeah! yeah ha! Ha, trust me
Trust me

Now that the album's done (Trust)
I can get back to the roads and doing my runs
(Uh)
Everything you've seen, I've done on my ones
(Uh)
Chiefed him 'cause he's not one of my ones
Yeah, I've done battle but not once
Has a man said my dad (Ha)
Bet you thought I was gonna say mum
I'm from Lewisham, I'm coming from the slums
(Trust)
Man do waps, I don't care about bums and tums
This weed ain't your regular one
Get me to the seat and sun
Let me chill right out, bill it
And mind my mout'
Man are just out for the clout
On the prowl when I scout
There's cameras there, watch out
I'm from the dirty south
Let me take it right back
New Era caps that slaps
Guess I'm back on the map you know me
Jump on the train at Chadwell Heath
Trust me, I don't want ack or beef (Nah)
Not when I've got the packs on me (Nah)
Came in the game with a strap on me
Sixteen bars come naturally
Pay As U Go like Maxwell D
Don't be one of my casualties, but actually
I feel like the man right now
Bring it up, then bring it right down
Shade me 'cause my skin tone is brown
Grime has always been my sound, in uptown
In your town (yeah)
Leave me alone, let me do my rounds (yeah)
I just wanna make my daughter proud
Half an O in this doink, it's loud
You know my style, it's mojo
Back to the grind, man, no more photos
Studio sessions with Bless on my solos
Age 14, I was pebbling rolos
Age 16, I had my first Polo
Shout out big Koz', that nigga's bolo
Deroy street when I'm in my locos
Press ups and dips in my dojo
Up and down in Lewisham, I was like a yo yo
(Yes) i don't think none of them's rough, uh
Which one wants to call my bluff?
Fake friends have broke my trust
In this SQ5, man, eat my dust
James Milner, I'm robust, uh
Sideman, yeah, I don't like crusts
Yeah he's got a hype but I
Just don't see the fuss
I'm just tryna dodge the handcuffs (Yes)
Some days, I don't feel all there
Lucas Vale, I went school there (Yes)
I hear the gossip but it's all air (Yes)
Money up front, I make the rules here
Rolex when you can't ball here
I'm the one causing assaults here
Jump on the set and get corn here
Jump on the set and then i'm hungry for this
How many onions I flipped
Not once did Kozzie jump ship (Nah)
In and out of the bit's
In cunch I was making the flips
Better mind your mouth pocket full of clout
Back garden for the snout
Killers with names that I can't pronounce
Coming for you and your spouse (Spouse)
Trust no one, and I mean no one
You'd rather no one
Connect for the bricks? yeah, I know one
Come to the south, get rolled on
Champion's League stuff
I feel like the gatekeeper
Europa League, blud
Number nine on my back like Laca'
Defending things like Virgil
Dreads around me like the Murkle
Ask them, I keep a small circle
When I stepped in, kept my phone at home
No texting
In this black Golf R, all blending (Blending)
When I catch my man, you can't mend him
Don't be the wrong reason you're trending
From 19-how long you've been sending
It's all fun and games 'til I step in
It's all fun and games 'til I wet him, ay
(Wet him) boom bow!

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