Trage - RANGES

It's about time a brother spreads feelings
Hop on a track an you know it's straight wheelings
Don't even eat pork but more time go ham on the mic
Let me give you insights
Only the weak ones chat the most
While a brother like me just coasts
Want love but my tolerance is little
Hmm guess that a guy is petty
Girl said sorry for leading me on more time like she was dog
But that's what happens when you start chasing a girl from barking
Careful the way your walking
It's annoying that I gotta be cautious these days when
While other guys are trying to find a way to tally up people
Man I guess your bored
Climb up ladders with the snakes board
But I'm out here put scores on boards
Stay committed for a beat but more time won't commit for the kid
Gs out here just begging for pounds so they can find a way to just go bid
Hate them ones you wanted to go out but all of a sudden your feeling all sick
This that chit chat i swear my Lord it really just had me yawning
I can't miss that mismatch I guess babe girl i guess that luggage just makes you boring
Watch my actions make these figures
While other guys just stay on triggers
Gotta go rest so I bounce no tigger
Life is scary comes like thriller
Babe it ranges
These times just really just dreaming
When I'm out here pulling in ranges
L-L-L locked in cages
I can't lie my memory faded
They say that love is blind
But wisdom really just comes with ages
Soon out here flipping pages
Babe it ranges
These times just really just dreaming
When I'm out here pulling in ranges
L-L-L locked in cages
I can't lie my memory faded
They say that love is blind
But wisdom really just comes with ages
Soon out here flipping pages
Yes I'm the unknown so you better do a ET and just phone home
Mum told me the devil was was an angel
Leave a hole in his head like it was a bagel
Like ahh
Have her on her all fours just like a table
They say it's black and white when my eyes only really see green
Mice be selling the green to make the damn cheese
Living in the block that you could ever see
Little Gs wanna fight over post codes like it's blue story
But want to listen when I tell them my balamory
Producer link up back beef nah they will shoreditch
And if he snitch on you
It's cause he wanted your b****
They say they don't eat pork but talk to the pigs
Vegan
How you call yourself a vegan when your eating her meat
Mandem waste pounds just for a beat
Fetish talk bad but rather ten toe
Fireman Sam I don't trust hoes
Breeze I got with the flow
Close my eyes cause darkness is all I see
Christ mmmmm as if there talking to
Put the nose to your belly and sneeze as if My finger caught the flu
Pull up and pop an smoke
Pull up and fizz no coke
Done know thus ain't no hoax done know this ain't no joke

Written by:
TRAVIS THOMAS

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