London Fog lyrics

[Intro: Westside Gunn]
Ayo, don't hand me that sh*t unless it's blue
I only f*ck with blue money
(Griselda) Wipe my tears off with it, man
My man just killed my other man
It's like that where I'm from, we used to it
(Griselda)

[Verse 1: Westside Gunn]
I'm out in London rockin' London Fog
Before I ever starve I'ma f*ckin' rob
Lookin' pretty in that ski mask, you know the God
So outfits from before cover, remix the Raf Simons
Black said, "f*ck the money, send the mad b*tches"
My last day in prison, I dropped a tear for 'em
'Cause he got forty left and a n*gga forty
Surface to air, beware
Stared at you n*ggas from a land (Brrt)
Brrt, this dab pen got me spaced out
We hella trippy, GLOCK-11 blew his brains out
Swimmin' through this blood money filled with [?]
Dior old jumper, De La Soul dunks
I been locked up for guns and drugs, guns and drugs
You can check my resumé
I been locked up for guns and drugs, guns and drugs
You can keep all the money
I'ma just take the guns and drugs, guns and drugs
[Verse 2: Lord Apex]
Come on, man, AP, big gas, yeah, man, east to west
I just get money out the way, keep it simple (Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
n*gga, I ain't been locked up for sh*t, still gon' talk my talk
Still get caught, approached on the whole [?]
For backends, the only time we took them hotel trips
Old dog drip when they pee, grab the no cell zips
I took that to the head, made forty bands on the bed
Relocated down to the east and sh*t got funny for a sec'
Miyagi started outside but make more money on the 'net
Yeah boy, I love some gold, but I ain't fond of the baguettes, uh
I overloaded, hope I don't overdose
Open toast, that's [?] drip
Make a n*gga see ghosts, East coast, he step foot on
He too on with no futon
That woolong tea and my meditative stance means I get sh*t
Regret quick and change to some vex
Tick, balled up, sittin' on some hurt, got you swallowed up
You live by the gun, the same sh*t got you hollowed up
Your brother got shot, the same shot that was followed up
Rather get a check with no sweat than go double up
I play smooth 'til I'm hoppin' out that tight coupe
Might find Miyagi out in Harlow in some Nike boots

[Outro]
The movie-turned-cameraman drove through fog-shrouded London through a port on the traffic chaos
It's a menace, this choking, eye-watering smog
Traffic in London was completely at a standstill on many occasions
In fact, the fog was the worst on record for many a year
It's been cold, as well as foggy, you may have noticed
Emergency flares guide traffic through city streets, plunged in bloomBritain was back in the dark ages