Word to the Wise lyrics
by Twin S (ACG)
[Chorus]
Theses bullets don't fall from the sky (Nah)
Everyone knows it was me
They ain't got no proof but they know what I'm like
Shorty flicked her weave when i stepped in the room
And I looked in her eyes (I'm a scheme)
She born in the trenches just like me
Where somewhat alike
I'm drivin' around in Mayfair and I'm lookin' for somethin' to buy
I'm ridin' around this pagan block and i'm lookin' for somethin' to bine
I don't care if I'm right or wrong
Ayo, rude boy, chat to me nice
Don't play with me you'll play with your life
Ayy, that's word to the wise
[Verse 1]
I ain't doin' a lot 'cah less is a more
My team got the cleanest sheet
If u don't believe me got check that score
In jail man know my face I looked in his eyes
And he looked to the floor
Twin H ain't military trained, ut give him a ****, he's hittin' them targets
Truth be told he's ready for war
Don't play with me you'll be playin' yourself
I'll play with skeng in the stolen skrrrt
My Arabic ting got a Van Cleef on
And the stones on her ear looks frozen
My young boy came fresh out the academy
Itchin' to score like Foden
She said that I'm chosen
I came out of jail I never run out of motion
Baby girl dont ask what I'm doin' , b*tch
Shorty ask where I'm from
I told her I'm Beckton southside Newham
One minute it's pin drop silent
Next minute the shooters shootin'
No pickin' and choosin' aim at anythin'
Like Calvert-Lewin
I put in a drive
I fling that right I taped that strip that's nothin'
That boy got chinged already
He kept on talkin' we chinged his ****
What u mean i can't bring the machine
It's comin' end of discussion
Don't play with me you'll play with your life
Theres repercussions
[Chorus]
Theses bullets don't fall from the sky
Everyone knows it was me
They ain't got no proof but they know what I'm like
Shorty flicked her weave when i stepped in the room
And I looked in her eyes
She born in the trenches just like me
Where somewhat alike
I'm drivin' around in Mayfair and I'm lookin' for somethin' to buy
I'm ridin' around this paigon block and I'm lookin' for somethin' to bine
I don't care if I'm right or wrong
Ayo, rude boy, chat to me nice
Don't play with me you'll play with your life
Ayy, that's word to the wise
[Verse 2]
It started here and it went round there
It come like a Mexican wave
LV shades and a Rolex watch
Every time man step in the place
I heard that he jumped off road
I thought that i wasn't afraid
And your bredrins beat you up and they filmed it
Miskeen that sh*t is a shame
That coudn't be me
Suttin got slapped round there it coulda been H or it coulda been me
HS got down two, I got jealous, I got down three
I got deja vu 'cah i saw that crime scene there on ITV
And now they blamin' me
My asian ting is slim, but thick
Don't care if it's real or BBL
You can tell my opps even if I died
This beef ain't dead i ll see u in hell
I got down **** got down **** and i got down **** aswell
When **** got touch I was sittin' in jail
I got that news and partied in my cell
Playin' with me now that's a conundrum
That boy should've took his shahada
Cah now that he's dead he's going jahanam
I watched that slug go through him
Then after the boy malfunctioned
That boy was fat so we done him a favour
And gave him a ching instead of a liposuction
[Chorus]
Theses bullets don't fall from the sky
Everyone knows it was me
They ain't got no proof but they know what I'm like
Shorty flicked her weave when i stepped in the room
And I looked in her eyes
She born in the trenches just like me
Where somewhat alike
I'm drivin' around in Mayfair and I'm lookin' for somethin' to buy
I'm ridin' around this paigon block and I'm lookin' for somethin' to bine
I don't care if I'm right or wrong
Ayo, rude boy, chat to me nice
Don't play with me you'll play with your life
Ayy, that's word to the wise