Slim Burna - Trampoline Lyrics
Stepped into the. Scene, Mic checkFreestyle off the dome, yes I'm a mind threatFrom the bottom to the top, now I write cheques.You're the king, I'm the rebel and your queen. Is my xMoney on my mind, eyes dey red this is dangerI'll be hustling, running miles like a KenyanAs a mortal struggling is combatNeed more cash in my pocket that's y I wear combatsLater that night, sh** is. Looking like a thanksgivingBoys drinkin', waiter bring a mop cuz Drinks spillin'When you make it, you gon' hear sorries n ApologiesSo these Days I get more asses than a toilet seatSo maybe you should knowStreet rhymes and how we rollGot these rappers careers looking Mikel, no goalSo maybe u should knowStreet rhymes and how we rollYou're dealing with the realest and. The illestTill you get shot, this is how we blowYou sabi rap eh, u sey u sabi rap eh (3x)Make I change amBad man from the centre of the City called PHWere boys dem dey vex, eyes red from 3 years2 shots from the block, 2 shots from Marine BaseDrum roll rraaaghhh, boys start to raceTwo hands inna di airDi military dem telling us to do it inna dia wayBlood clat me no send me with my BeyonceSmoke smoke smoke smoke till I pass away