Stacey Adams Lyrics - Nines

Twenty-one 

I stumbled 'fore they came to get you 

You locked yourself away 

Steady on 

The guilty trials they'll send to test you 

I swear I cried that day 

But I'll wait.... 

Me and T getting long dough 

Drove all the way to Amsterdam, just to have a three minute convo 

Why do nice guys always finish last, went on holiday we were the only ratchet niggas in business class 

First it was AJ, now Moncler every day 

Armani I'm sorry I keep blowing up 

Still ride out team, hand on my heart 

See them shook niggas freeze up, I ran because I'm smart 

Fans chatting like they know about the drama 

But after we shoot niggas up i can't post it up after 

How's he sitting on that grub with all them nitties on the road 

Fiends outside my trap look like Call of Duty Zombie mode 

Might aswell get a job, old geeza 

Cause he's been dealing with a Q since Moesha 

How's his re-up looking like a fucking Malteser 

Can't find a nigga in the city with them O's cheaper 

It's Nines 

Bruh I come out my yard B 

I see some random niggas painting them fucking lamp posts B 

There's like 20 other lamp posts that ain't painted 

You really think those guys come to paint those lamp post, You'd think these guys are feds my G 

There'd be fucking dodgy postmen 

All sorts of funny BT vans driving around B 

The hood pepper 

It's mad 

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Me and supa flying down to west 

Bitches say I'm looking fly I ain't even dressed 

Them paigons can't walk the streets without a vest 

Looking over their shoulder like a niggas tryna cheat on a test 

Acting like he's shotting all that coke 

Looking invisible like he's got on Harry Potter's cloak 

I been thinking about buying me a parcel 

And if it's TT, then nigga why I need a sample 

The rap game need me, I don't need rap 

Food so peng I told the B cat, "I don't need no feedback" 

My niggas really gang bang 

AK leave a nigga's whip in the air like Chitty Chitty Bang Bang 

If I rob my plug that would change my life 

But I'm loyal to the soil mumsy raised me right 

Do I look like I care if the industry don't fuck with me 

I'm just washing up this money like it's cutlery 

It's Nines 

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