London Roads Lyrics

Heard you crossed your own partner

Mess with me you're a goner

Yeah I used to be loser

Back then was bummer

Still working through summer

Made it work through prayer

Don't tell me about yourself dog

Swear to god I don't care

Don't make me repeat myself

Listen clearly the first time

She's giving me church vibes

I'm a wife her waist no time

Don't skate but I still grind

Started all in the spring time

All she do is those big lines

Trying to make it all big time

Opps still trying to stop me

Told my ex's to block me

Shout M cause he got me

Fake nigga that's not me

Nowadays I'm straight cocky

Fuck a vest they can't drop me

So hard I can't flop G

Pray to god cause he got me

Nah fam I don't sell drugs

But I'm lined with a lot of plugs

Yeah I scraped off the whole block

Went corporate met new thugs

These thugs are in suits

And they rob the whole public

But they're pointing their fingers

At the ones that don't have shit

Number one that's my ranking

Fuck you and your sanctions

Whole world still panicking

Quarterly no fractions

Swear down that's a mad ting

Got me thinking what's happening

On London roads

By my lonely no gang ting

Heard you crossed your own partner

Mess with me you're a goner

Yeah I used to be loser

Back then was bummer

Still working through summer

Made it work through prayer

Don't tell me about yourself dog

Swear to god I don't care

Don't make me repeat myself

Listen clearly the first time

She's giving me church vibes

I'm a wife her waist no time

Don't skate but I still grind

Started all in the spring time

All she do is those big lines

Trying to make it all big time