Chip and Headie One - Done Know
This that I understand wave
This that I overstand wave
From a young age, we over plan wave, you know?
Ayy (NA)
Yo
I see yutes on ends patrollin' (skrrt)
Strapped up, ridin', rollin' (pow, pow)
I salute them like I know them, done know
Hate when they see you progress
No matter how much love you show them
Can't help it when you're chosen, done know
Step with God on my side, loose times everyone's carryin' knives
But where I'm from, that just life (that's just life), done know
And if he don't carry that skeng
He know when his pagans see him, he dead
Tell me what you know about life and death (real life), done know
Boy, just stop it (allow it)
Rappin' like you got real beef (leave dem), I heard that you squashed it
I had a little battle with six MC's (uh-huh), I can't call that beef (nah)
If you see your opps and pull out your camera (what you doin'?)
What you call that, G? (For the 'Gram?)
I checked grandma in the hood as I always would, always will (one seven)
She don't ever wanna move (nope), and I can't tell her how to feel (mm-mm)
Kids might see me and diamonds shinin', tell you how pressure feels (big facts)
I was in college in the heart of Tottenham when I first signed a deal
Where gunshots go off for real (brrt)
Just rockin' my Rollie (mm), I was year nine in Stoney (mm)
Number four rise been boss (mm)
Ask round, they all know me darg
Hornsby right 'round to Finsbury Park
Couldn't cut me a half of B, luckily I got dope from bars (lucky)
Always been on my P's and Q's, G's, zi me?
Rum and KA sippin'
If you ain't got a blitz between your clique, that's (whoa)
Still walkin' off if I ain't whippin'
No God got me, I ain't trippin'
In the barber shop like I ain't slippin' (yagga yo)
I see yutes on ends patrollin' (skrrt)
Strapped up, ridin', rollin' (pow, pow)
I salute them like I know them, done know
Hate when they see you progress
No matter how much love you show them
Can't help it when you're chosen, done know
Step with God on my side, loose times everyone's carryin' knives
But where I'm from, that just life (that's just life), done know
And if he don't carry that skeng
He know when his pagans see him, he dead
Tell me what you know about life and death (real life), done know
I see yutes in the ends patrollin', I was seventeen tryna be on pole ting (One)
I couldn't care less about votin' (suh)
Thirteen tryin' to steal for a livin' then I just started to rob like Holding (suh)
First time I got nicked police gave me a caution
They know I done that pokin' (turn, turn, turn, turn, turn)
The bird did the bros for a joke ting, I would've never known it (turn, told me, turn, ayy)
Couldn't ever get like this, where everyone's out usin' Motorola's (One)
I could've been dead or in jail, but I'm alive and well that's progress (talk)
Young nigga come up off coke heads, how you still answer to Nizzy and Stoney?
They wanna band drill, but I touch roads that I had with drill (One)
The come up was real, cah they really don't want man to drill (bye)
Stuck on the track, they don't want us to win, we just got to be tactical (One)
I just want my unborn kids all good when I write my will (realness)
I'm just tryna drag the drawer out and write these riddims (One)
Remember when we back in the trap house just tryna slide this Simmon (twirl)
Growin' up in Tottenham, tryna learn how to rhyme like Chippy (turn, turn, turn, turn)
I live life on the edge, but I thank God for the life I'm livin' (turn, turn, turn, turn, turn)
Yo
I see yutes on ends patrollin' (skrrt)
Strapped up, ridin', rollin' (pow, pow)
I salute them like I know them, done know
Hate when they see you progress
No matter how much love you show them
Can't help it when you're chosen, done know
Step with God on my side, loose times everyone's carryin' knives
But where I'm from, that just life, done know (turn, turn, turn, turn)
And if he don't carry that skeng
He know when his pagans see him, he dead
Tell me what you know about life and death (real life), done know
One
Done know
(NA)
Written by:
Irving Adjei, Jahmaal Noel Fyffe, Nana Agyemang
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