Normal - JulS, Kojey Radical

Ok.

Straight in

My enemies leave faceless

Can’t slip, can’t leave no traces

Put faith in the books like mace did

Gracious.

I Found truth in statements

Found self on distant stages.

Man can’t

Tell me about patience.

Spent nights in

The darkest places.

Man can’t tell me about grind

Ten toes put holes in trainers

Can’t parlay with paigons

Old friends now distant strangers

Old money make new friends later

Long time since minimum wages

Long time since man has seen angels

Like wait, where

Ok, your bad now cool

Young boy move like man a old school

G’s I know said they don’t know you

So we roll through your ends like man a local like um

Ok your bad now, cool.

Go on then do a what a bad man do

I know G’s that will test that gangster

Make man lean like Criminal smooth

Like Whoa.

Mic to Mouth.

Cheque to Cheque

And I still go city to city repping the set like whoa

Who got now?

I got next.

Like Don’t lack.

You wanna slip i’m at necks.

like whoa.

Still do the trouble with no stress.

And I still got a couple of

tenants that owe rent like whoa.

Couple of seconds till mans vex and my bruddas

wanna shot the breeze like air vents

We make this shit look normal

We make this shit look normal

I got a couple of scars that ain’t normal

I know a couple bruddas that ain’t cordial

We make this shit look normal

We make this shit look normal

I got a couple of poems that ain’t formal

But we just load the pen up and aim for you

We make this shit look normal

We make this shit look normal

I got a couple of scars that ain’t normal

I know a couple bruddas that ain’t cordial

We make this shit look normal

We make this shit look normal

I got a couple of poems that ain’t formal

But we just load the pen up and aim for you

Active man can’t tell be bout active

Loose lips sink ships like anchors

Manaman had strength samson

Manaman knew tons like stuey

Still By any means like malcom

Them man just talk won’t do it

Them man run youth like fountain

Mind mine, then I stack my stack my

Me nuh bother with no bad vibe.

Bad mine

Still im coming for the crown, yeah that time

Yeah That time.

Likkle bit late like black time

Oi big man.

Oi big man.

Black skin don’t mean come Trick man.

Black thoughts in

a blacked out whip man.

From the block man been run distance

Cool.

Come again.

Cool.

Try Again.

Cool.

Try tek man fool, man a get spun.

Stone cold stun.

Pen up and done.

Bangers on deck when I truck them jewels

Bangers on deck when I grip that bass

Still got love for the birds like Wayne

Galiy like Cool.

Man are like Safe.

Lizzie like hi then I know your face

Wellll, All the fake love might make man rich.

Still got love for my G’s in the

bits.

233 +44 +27.

Say we run it like this.

All the fake love might make man

cold, know I been that.

Know I been this.

Know I been down, now they call man

king

We make this shit look normal

We make this shit look normal

I got a couple of scars that ain’t normal

I know a couple bruddas that ain’t cordial

We make this shit look normal

We make this shit look normal

I got a couple of poems that ain’t formal

But we just load the pen up and aim for you

We make this shit look normal

We make this shit look normal

I got a couple of scars that ain’t normal

I know a couple bruddas that ain’t cordial

We make this shit look normal

We make this shit look normal

I got a couple of poems that ain’t formal

But we just load the pen up and aim for you

Them can’t done the dance like me

Didn’t wanna know now they look like me

Ring ring ring, but they get declined

Only got day one g’s round me

Run up in the set like hi it’s me

Same old codes from 40G

Them can’t run the dance like me