Filthy Gears

Way Back
Way back Man ah do this from way back Yeah, I'm talking 'bout way back Man ah go hard from way back I couldn't see you way back So man better fall way back, yeah? Still see me on a crowded train, not a Maybach Putting in graft from way back Can't do me like Bowser, Bowser I hop right out the struggle Bun a Mario pipeline Might build a castle out of the rubble Man are grafting, grinding, no clean face See me out with the stubble You don't live my life, one day in my shoes Burst you out of your (fucking bubble) Out of your (box), out of your (box) Out of your (box), out of your bubble Out of the cosy ting that you got When you stay in at home with your bae and snuggle Who the fuck told you you could pipe up? Who the fuck asked for your opinion? That's my dominion You weren't there when I grew Nah, you're just a minion Look, despicable what? Despicable me Letras de cancionesI'm despicable, R-O-C Out of my nut, no K-E-T Headed to the top of your pinnacle three Headed to the top of your pinnacle what? Headed to the top of your pinnacle three Headed to the top of your pinnacle what? Top of your pinnacle three Way back Man ah do this from way back Yeah, I'm talking 'bout way back Man ah go hard from way back I couldn't see you way back So man better fall way back, yeah? Still see me on a crowded train, not a Maybach Putting in graft from way back Can't do me like Bowser, Bowser I hop right out the struggle Bun a Mario pipeline Might build a castle out of the rubble Man are grafting, grinding, no clean face See me out with the stubble You don't live my life, yo Yo, I watch the market I clocked the gap that's bigger than Steve-O's I don't rap like Young Thug's flow, like Future, Drake or Migos Man are more Raskit than Neutrino's Man are Jackson, not no Titos Still tell a fake one to beat it Only do favours just for a favour Fuck that, keep it They call me Rocket, they call me Rocky They call me Rocko, they call me Rocks R-O-C K-E-T Still fill the big boy shoes and socks Came off the rocks, know what's what Grind don't stop, yeah, I'm on lots I'm on top of this, on top of that Till we top the list, been top ah top from Way back Man ah do this from way back Yeah, I'm talking 'bout way back Man ah go hard from way back I couldn't see you way back So man better fall way back, yeah? Still see me on a crowded train, not a Maybach Putting in graft from way back Can't do me like Bowser, Bowser I hop right out the struggle Bun a Mario pipeline Might build a castle out of the rubble Man are grafting, grinding, no clean face See me out with the stubble You don't live my life, one day in my shoes Burst you out of your (fucking bubble) Box, box Box, bubble (Man have been doing from way back) Oh, oh Oh, oh (Us man ah do it from way back) (Talk about way back, way back) (Yo) (Yeah) Box, box Box, bubble (paper) (Man have been doing from way back) (Us man ah do it from way back) (Man have been doing from way back) (Us man ah do it from way back, everyday) Everyday, everyday Yeah, man ah do that everyday Everyday, everyday Yeah, man do that everyday What? Everyday, yeah, everyday Yeah, man ah do that everyday All day, like everyday I said all day, like everyday, ayy Look, wake up in the morning When the birds start calling and the worms start crawling, ayy Last night, I was too drunk and high I was too drunk and high Did way too much Woke up and I still feel way too fucked But I'm scared of showers So I only do the face, armpits and nuts Get back to the work Hoodie on low, get back to the curbs Out the bits and the shit When I'm dead's the only time I'm going back to the dirt How you mean? How you mean? Yeah Grew up in the dirty but the heart's still clean What'd you mean? What'd you mean? Never been mean, myself, Irene Do it for the gang, do it for the fam and team Do it for the ones that said I should've quit this shit Can't even quit this now How you think that I can quit my dream, are you mad? From Letras Mania