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Of Course (Explicit) - Headie One
Lyrics by：Irving Adjei
Composed by：Irving Adjei
M1 on the beat
M1 on the beat
Bro just beat a next AM
He ain't tell me that's normal
Step with the metal that's daily
They won't fail me that's bro-bro no
On the opp block we took selfies
Our presence it was known of suh suh suh
Now they don't even know
It's us when we get on that scoreboard
Back hand grip with my black blade
Ching mans head leave that more than swollen turn
I'm in the station like 5 am
Been like five AM's and not once mans spoken
How many times have the gangdem denied those splashings
Like five in the morning one
It's the crack of dawn I barely know
Where I am and I'm still yawning
Really do them things that
We talk of the gang ain't fall off
Still pree that 4 44 long suh
Nothin' but the baddest of b's
Cats fiends plugs in my call log
I step with the uhh nearly as long as me
I don't even care if it's sawn-off
Tracksuit no chinos no polos
Feds want me in the system no solar
Bad B in the visit hall I'm like oh Lord
Again I got a boner
She wanna know what day I come home on
I know what it feels like
To go back and forth with my lawyer
Cah he tell me what day I got court on one
I don't know that opp or what road he got caught on
Or the date or timing
Course I'm lying
I don't know why they ain't turned pack yet turn turn
But course we're trying
I don't know that dinger or what's on
The clock yet bro but course it's mileage one
Interview room I dunno what I done yet
Each and every time course I'm silent
I'm a product of my environment
So my music course it's violent
I don't even know why my shows get locked yet
But course it's trident trident
Bro's beefing I don't even know if
He's right or wrong yet course I'm riding turn
Long as my OF's lively beef ain't dying
'Course it's fryin' ayy ayy
Opp block settings dressed all sporty
Shoot straight I don't air it in my Air Jordans
Opp boys going on the net going talky
I ain't tryna hear it them man informers turn informers
Living life on the fast lane from kway-kway
We been cutting them corners
Tell bro-bro get some new smoking dingers
When we bruck down this corner
T-house settings skeng in my workers face
Always tryna be Akala's
Primary school days it was astroturfs
Now we can do kick ups in Pradas
Really take these risks
Been doin' up field no farmer
These old timers ain't on nothin'
They fell off Jamie o'Hara Hara
Got this bad B from Ghana
Top floors calamari for starter turn turn
I gotta stay humble there's times that
I paid a few pence for a charger one
You ain't ever done 28 day's in the T
Still feelin' like you've gotta go harder no
Scrape that s**t so hard
Swear I nearly broke that Pyrex broke that
And yes it was four whole months on basic
Swear I nearly broke my mind set broke that
Been jail three times
I don't know how I'm out here course I'm tired turn
I don't even wanna risk my freedom
Ahh it's mad haha
Course I'm lying
I don't know why they ain't turned pack yet
But course we're trying turn
I don't know that dinger
Or what's on the clock yet bro
But course it's mileage
Interview room I dunno what I done yet one
Each and every time course I'm silent
I'm a product of my environment
So my music course it's violent
I don't even know why my shows
Get locked yet suh suh
But course it's trident trident
Bro's beefing I don't even know if
He's right or wrong yet course I'm riding
Long as my OF's lively beef ain't dying
'Course it's fryin' turn turn turn
M1 on the beat
Told me turn
M1 on the beat
