Victory - Ghetts

Full cartridge, eleven past ten Friday night

Loco has got man on the grey goose though

So, eyes just fucked right now

But you know what.

GH GHETTS IN IT GANG

Yeah yeah all of that but we’re leaving everything

Everything I say, I don’t even care right now

We’re leaving it lots

It is what it is dawg GHETTS IN IT GANG all day say nothing

I’m firing, GH I’m running this entire ting

Even though I ain’t mainstream yet in years to come my struggle will be

inspiring

The raise and raise of, inside the mind of a grime god, what else

But there’s always something to prove

So, there will never be a day when I feel like retiring

The journalists keep enquiring, the verdict is its my pride that makes me the

lion king

These MCs keep lying in bars, they ain’t a lie in the path that I’m writing in

Being a star comes with strings attached like a violin

Fuck the clash it’s the fight within, in this life of sin

You wanna fly and they wanna tie your wings, me I’ll die to win

It smells like victory, I’m on the road now jail time’s history

Some say my attitude stinks, but my breath smells like Mr. Min

It smells like victory, I’m on the road now jail time’s history (free man)

Some say my attitude stinks (why they say that)

But my breath smells like Mr. Min (haaa)

I’ve had enough of the comparisons

Don’t compare me to them it’s embarrassing

On road I’m a legend like Marilyn, Monroe so now you know why I’m arrogant

Flow was punch line to throw like a javelin

I am one talented soul so many talents how the fuck do I balance

I was a named brand before I had management

Now I’m on the road, my name’s traveling

Across the globe while you’re at home imagining

You was me that must be so challenging

MCs do you wanna land that so airless «»

I’m carrying those that need dope on my back like a Samaritan

Seeing me fails like catching a post sniffing coke in the attic «»

And when I blow believe it’s no accident

It smells like victory (yeah it does), I’m on the road now jail time’s history

(yeah, I am)

Some say my attitude stinks (why the say that), but my breath smells like Mr.

Min (haaaa)

It smells like victory, I’m on the road now jail time’s history

Some say my attitude stinks but my breath smells like Mr. Min

If you could see the way I’m rocking side to side right now

You would have been basting up, big up man like Loco though

Got man on the grey goose, Friday night, man like dollars outside waiting

So, we’re gonna lock this off in a minute and keep it moving

Fuck a few bitches, one might be yours you know

That’s how it goes, (Haaaaaa) that’s what you do when you’re a free man

Named brand and shit, understand what I’ve accomplished mate

I know the screws are thinking fuck, how’d this, this boy do this

Coz I was trapped in their system you know

I’ll be real with you I was in that system for a long time

But hear what I’m screaming jokes aside, I’m out of that

When the screws see me, its on TV, when they hear me it’s on radio

Get rid of my cell, I ain’t coming back, yeah on another note though

Hold tight my dawgs locked down caught, see what it is

I know what you’re going through, and when you get your change to be free again

Make sure you do your ting right fam, on a real ting, don’t ever let ever ever

Go back to that place, I don’t like no arguing with me or no orders

That’s why I’m a free man today, I got a shift the other day and as a quick

reminder of why

I’m staying out, who the fuck do they think they’re talking to

Like you see without the uniform, ours bang you up on a quick one yeah

Don’t get me wrong the grey goose’s got me saying staff

That I’d never say on record on a normal day

But you know what, its how I really feel so fuck it, if you don’t like it suck

your mother

It is what it is, GHETTS IN IT GANG all day every fucking day

I’m not gonna say no more, coz I might end up saying something real stupid

(hahahhahhah) Pussy

It smells like victory, I’m on the road now jail time’s history

Some say my attitude stinks, but my breath smells like Mr. Min

It smells like victory, I’m on the road now jail time’s history

Some say my attitude stinks but my breath smells like Mr. Min

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