Landed Lyrics

I just came back from a long-ass flight and I'm feeling tired

My guy want bread for the driver, got that wired

Bro said that he feels inspired I look up on the net for the news, see a coach

Got fired Quincy had that promise, he trapped but the

Crack expired I look down to my wrist and it's still retired

I'm still stuck in a phase, tequila tastes like water

At the start it was 100 bags, been about 6 days and I'm 50 shorter

And I might have a daughter For the girls that I seen out there all washed

Man they buffed but they got no aura Tryna fix our race of euphora

I've been living that life, no cap if you get too brave you gon end like Trev

My bro don't care if he dead or alive, the label saying I can link with Spice

If I'm keeping it real, I'm ahead of the rest or ahead of my time

I'm a bit optimistic, I've been in the game not long and they saying

I'm global, I don't really feel it Banksy moves I can come to the meet, if I come

then it must be exclusive I'm needing a lot on the deal, no bow ting

Yeah it might get cupid Yeah I can't be stupid, I learn from the best

And I'm coming up next She want flights on a private jet, if she fly

First class then she ain't impressed I fly uptown but I'm still depressed

I'm not in my bag yet, I feel like Cench I'ma awake your snoring, I work too hard

Till I get respect I just came back from a long ass flight and

I'm feeling tired My guy want bread for the driver, got that

Wired Bro said that he feels inspired

I look up on the net for the news, see a coach got fired

Quincy had that promise, he trapped but the crack expired

I look down to my wrist and it's still retired I'm still stuck in a phase, tequila tastes

Like water At the start it was 100 bags, been about 6

Days and I'm 50 shorter And I might have a daughter

For the girls that I seen out there all washed man they buff but they got no aura

Trying to fix our race euphora I've been living that life, no cap, if you

Get too brave you're gonna end like Trev My bro don't care if he dead or alive, the

Label saying I can live with Spice If I'm keeping it real I'm ahead of the rest

Or ahead of my time I just came back from a long ass flight and

I'm feeling tired My guy want bread for the driver, got that

Wired Bro said that he feels inspired

I look up on the net for the news, see a coach got fired

Quincy had that promise, he trapped but the crack expired

I look down to my wrist and it's still retired The labels didn't believe me

I really write songs real quick, if the beat hits good then I'm moving freely

They try ask about mans age, that's cheeky I'm just a normal kid from London, I write

All the words from my heart Try show my life like I did in the tune at

The start The cars that I drive, that's fast and fury

And if you step to my right, left hook one slide yeah I bang like fury

This time last year I was plotting man nobody knew me

Now they watch from afar and eat that popcorn snack boy I must be Gucci

Or maybe Unruly A few wanna get that feat but I'm moving choosy

Which one Jess or Julie? When I'm off that set yeah I'm no like

Well I'm bad and bougie, most of the training gear come Gucci