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Inna歌词完整版
You know what man are making
You know what man are driving
All the time that you’re gazing
Man I strive for the taking
You’re so inna
I don’t do circles, just a set
Dead set on getting bread set
From the Jump
Manna know I jump hurdles
CG get tun up in your headset
Head set like I’m tryna hit curveballs
See G’s when I connect verbals
Don’t ask too many questions
Otherwise I have to give verbal
I don’t forget the times
When you were sleeping on me
Cos now you nocturnal
Back in the day see the shine
Was light leaking on me
Up in the sound journals
Now I might blind you
The way the shine is gleaming on me
If you got sense
I know you’re speaking of me
All the inner ones
I know you’re preeing on me
Cos you see the money and clout
Creeping on me
You Wanna show TLC
Cos the fame is your block
Wanna put your name
To a name to the top
See a blue tick, saying who’s this
Didn’t follow back
So you gave them a block
Hashtag cancelled, name there’s a lot
I don’t give a damn
Who you be envying a lot
I don’t give a damn who you got
Running from the block
I don’t give a damn
You ain’t go take away my spot
Now they really want it
I was on it when man weren’t keen on it
Lay awake at night won’t sleep
With the mic in my hand
See the way man would dream of it
You’re watching up dem man
Can’t relate
You’re watching up their plans
But your dream late
Brudda you’re cross eyed
Can’t see straight
Keep myself to myself, cos I see fake
You know what man are making
You know what man are driving
All the time that you’re gazing
Man I strive for the taking
Your so inna for a way in
You know what man are making
you know what man are driving
All the time that you’re gazing
Man I strive for the taking
You’re so inna for a way in
You see it starts early
From young was told I’m the one
Had my name on the back of my jersey Looked up to no one
Look in a mirror to know if a mans certi
See they know too much these days
Cos your ego wanna show too much
Some just wanna show love
Some wanna be inna
But they don’t want you to blow too much
What What What
I see a gold digger
Acting like you got the game clocked
You beginner
Only one to drop weight all year round
See how I don’t ever get thinner
I could careless about the games politics
I could careless about your vain promises
I don’t about the people in your follow list
I don’t care about the blog that
Put you on a list
You Wanna show TLC
Cos the fame is your block
Wanna put your name
To a name to the top
See a blue tick, saying who’s this
Didn’t follow back
So you gave them a block
Hashtag cancelled, name there’s a lot
I don’t give a damn
Who you be envying a lot
I don’t give a damn who you got
Running from the block
I don’t give a damn
You ain’t go take away my spot
Now they really want it
I was on it when man weren’t keen on it
Lay awake at night won’t sleep
With the mic in my hand
See the way man would dream of it
You’re watching up dem man
Can’t relate
You’re watching up their plans
But your dream late
Brudda you’re cross eyed
Can’t see straight
Keep myself to myself, cos I see fake
You know what man are making
You know what man are driving
All the time that you’re gazing
Man I strive for the taking
You’re so inna for a way in
You know what man are making
You know what man are driving
All the time that your gazing
Man I strive for the taking
You’re so inna for a way in
You’re so inna
