Back to Basics歌詞

Back to Basics (Explicit) - Fredo
Lyrics by：Marvin Bailey/David Omoregie/Kyle Evans
Composed by：Marvin Bailey/David Omoregie/Kyle Evans
My h*es in contour
My clothes are Tom Ford
My bro's they want war so lock when I'm on tour
Yo tell your guys
Guys
It's funny I'm gettin' to the bag
Got these n***a's mad they just wanna' start tellin' lies
Tellin' lies
Tom Ford box with seven-fives
Since I got racks I musta' heard every lie
All of 'em
There's a long list of rappers I didn't get in line
Never
I said I'm comin' and you n***a's better step aside
Step aside
It's 45 for the kilo ain't no bargaining me
Bargainin'
Put Fred on your song and it'll be charting quickly
Every week I put a model in a car to Bricky to
True Flavours get my pepper steak fast and quickly
I need the lemonade
Yeah
Oh you ain't seen a hundred racks
Well I can demonstrate
Freddy
Young n***a blowing up the flat I detonate
Glass AP has shattered my wrist it needs a rest today
I got a way with words
Any black yutes in *****man will make it burst
No white yutes my G we're going on some racist works
Hah
In '016 I got my first music project placed on Earth
Earth
But on the opp-block I taped it first
First
I think I'm made of her
'Cause she's an animal lover my jackets made of fur
Sometimes I can't believe just what I made off words
Still I ain't cutting from the opps
N***a's know that Fred will run for Mayor first
Little man I need a 40 just to lay a verse
Baby girl's mad I move but that's how a play a work
The plug lost trust now I gotta' pay him first
Took food off hella' man now he won't even take my work
But still time in tickin'
Tickin'
My girl got a good brain you know her minds the sickest
Sickest
But at the same time she won't ever mind her business
Business
Told my guys when they slide bear in mind the witness
Yo my lady woke up with bruises tryna' find who did it
Silly girl you must not realize how my diamonds hittin'
Last night you could've easily lost your sight or vision
I believe in God so you could say I'm kind of Christian
But going Hatton Garden every Sunday's my religion
You were up in college p***y boy go write and listen
Nerd
I was outside the plug's doing my revision
Facts
Baby girl you're not my main you're my side addition
My side piece
So I'm gonna' need some shh when the wife is ringin'
Ringin'
N***a's gotta' keep the shh 'cause my ice in blingin'
Blingin'
Got a suttin' with the shh do a silent drilling
Drilling
Yeah I poked up shh cah I don't like them n***as
P***ys
You think I read comments
I'm a bad boy with street problems
AP Patek and a Rolex I keep options
Fifty thousand for a festival I keep shottin'
Catch me countin' twenty in the morning while I eat porridge
Babygirl you look good let me see suttin'
I was stuck up in the hood had to be suttin'
N***as show respect in the place when my teams comin'
I'll shop when I get to the place I don't need luggage
I got your girl on top of me I don't need covers
No
It's bicarbonate soda up in these cupboards
I get emotional every time I see hundreds
Gonna' make my eyes water when I'm choppin' these onions
Real s**t
Make my eyes water when I'm choppin' these onions