IntroEm.....D.....Em......D...ChorusJimmy JiEmmmy
This prDessure on you, a lCife ain't feelin' hDow it used to
Jimmy JEmimmy
No nDeed to be sad, when they pClay your song, we'll gDet along
Verse 1I been se
Emarchin', lookin' for a pe
Drmanent reason
Out of s
Cync with the seasons, not sure w
Dhat I believe in
And a bu
Emrden, why is bein' lo
Dved so appealin'?
Can con
Cfirm I'm alone, we're all just l
Dost without meanin' (Jimmy Jimmy)
Just a
Emboy from the West, I'm born and bred
We co
Dulda been rich, was poor instead
My ev
Cenings are blue, all my mornings red
DI had to make scores from gents (Jimmy Jimmy)
EmI salute all my local fiends
They're sm
Dilin', locked in a smoker's dream
K
Cept an ace like a poker team (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
J
Dust a teen sellin' **** to fiends (Jimmy Jimmy)
EmI took remedy, young ones I love
Got the mo
Dney, I got stuck inside of my mind
Q
Cuick solutions was all I could find
DI was earnin' but losin' my time (Jimmy Jimmy)
EmPortobello, I'm sippin' on wine
With a be
Dautiful Nottin' Hill mother of five
M
Cental muscle, the strong will survive
That's why
DI drink white rum on the Manchester Drive
ChorusJimmy Ji
Emmmy
Now you're o
Dut of control and the l
Cie you're livin' is a de
Dad-end road
Jimmy Jim
Emmy
No ne
Ded to be sad, when they p
Clay your song, we'll g
Det along
Jimmy Ji
Emmmy
Verse 2EmLeft electric and headed to SoHo
Now I
D'm in the box, I had way too much yak (Woo)
H
Cate the front so I sat in the back
With a gi
Drl from Iran with the peachiest back (Jimmy Jimmy)
EmLove me a spliff, but I gotta keep it a st
Dack
The females around me are crack
G
Cot me wired, I ain't comin' back to re
Dality
I bleed it out in the track (Jimmy Jimmy)
EmDid some things that I swear I won't tell
I ca
Dlled that I could get redemption from Hell
L
Cove and hate are like Kenan and Kel
I br
Doke up my kis, now my friends in the cell (Jimmy Jimmy)
EmLife is for livin', I love me some shillings
But G
Dod willin', people love me for my skillin'
CWent from sittin' in gold with them billions
To b
Dillboards on, thank God, now I'm chillin'
Jimmy Ji
Emmmy
This pres
Dsure..
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ChorusJimmy Ji
Emmmy
This pr
Dessure on you, a li
Cfe ain't feelin' h
Dow it used to
Jimmy Ji
Emmmy
No n
Deed to be sad, when they p
Clay your song, we'll g
Det along
Jimmy Jim
Emmy...
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OutroWoo
Jimmy Jim
Emmy...
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Woah, woah
Jimmy Ji
Emmmy..
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Woah, woah
Jimmy Ji
Emmmy..
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