Bl4ne - London2Toronto Lyrics

Yea
Look
Twenty twenty I was stuck in my yard
Life was moving so fast
Making money was hard
But I still had racks in my card
Youngest in charge from Africa
So I can never drop my guard
They thought I wouldn't come this far
No lie, shit hurting my heart
What you mean I aint certified ?
F*ck a blue tick man verified
If a man want to test my vibe
It's load and locked, aim and fire
But back to basics
I ain't into none of that internet talk, ring me for a conversation
Lately I've been contemplating
If I take my music seriously, might end up making me famous
Like a-list
Like number one song on your playlist
Like I ain't gotta stress on a daily
Don't need nine to five for a payment
That girl is entertaining
Twenty nineteen I was stuck in my crib
It was no way to live
Woke up went straight to the netflix
Felt like I had nothing to give
And nothing to prove
And nothing to say
But when I hopped onto Los Santos
Then I really had something to spray
Spoke to myself cus I know I had fire
So a nigga had to try and aim higher
And a nigga had to try and get by
And the situation was dire
Cus we have to build that empire
F*ck the struggle bring that by us
I'm ready for all of that shit
I'm speaking on all of that shit
Talking to Rico on facetime and we wanted that shit
Calling Buchi on his phone line and he ain't gonna pick
Now he missing out and shit
Post up, selling all the bricks
Post up, selling all the shit
Post up with DT down at LS
Niggas couldn't just accept less
Can't be moving out here careless
Cass and I got established
Tryna plan our retirement
Niggas know if you wilding