[Intro]
Londo, Londo, Londo
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
[Verse 1: Ashbeck]
Tryna make it work for me
Hopefully I can buss my team
I'm still up in the ends, think to myself ’Will I ever leave?'
Make-believe, tryna make real from make-believe
I been on the juice all week
Buck shit then I ain't had a usual week
Had an unusual time but you know that I ain’t just a usual guy
I weren't feeling my best but now I'm back and I'm just doing fine
What's really stopping me, when I got all these people watching me?
I'm with Londo working, so I beg, please don't bother me
Push, tryna take it far, far, yeah we out for ours
I'm gonna make my mark, mark, no you won’t say I can’t
Been wavey from the start , start, yeah they know about us
We gonna go up, up, when it's our time, no rush
When it’s our, like
[Chorus: Ashbeck]
Let's go, let's go, run it up
When the beat come on, turn it up
If you got a spliff, then bun it up
Don't know the words? Then hum it up
Let’s go, na you can't mess with the flow
If you don't know, you're getting to know
Beck and Londo stealing the show
What's up next, they're feening to know
We going nuts, we spazzing out
Gotta have faith and never doubt
We out here chasing a pound
Them boy just chasing the clout
Cool guy and I ain't gotta shout
Feel lost but I'm working it out
Gotta have them tracks in a pile
Gotta have them [Ds in a L?]
[Verse 2: Sainte]
Yo
In the West, tryna fly out estates
Jackpot, I gotta spend the bag with mates
One lil trip with a back, that's cake
Might knock [?] if she wanna show face, sike
I'm just tryna stack my bread
No time for a break cuh I gotta win race, like
Run for the money ten-toe
I'm just tryna make dough but I watch for the fakes
More time I'm chilling in crib
Tryna make big hits, I don't know about them
Brodie, I don't really take loud pics
Man I grind late nights, I don't know about trends
It's Joey and Ross when I link with the bro
We saw this bean talk crud on our friends
That's why I gotta keep friends close
‘Cos we can't go out there for no ends
With the bro [?]
No passa if you're cool with the mates
[?] flex in and out of the locals
No socials, man I can't do dates
Open book, when I read that, I need her
But somehow, we on a different page
I ain't gonna say that I've been downtown
When I've been OT, you got a different babe
[Chorus: Ashbeck]
Let's go, let's go, run it up
When the beat come on, turn it up
If you got a spliff, then bun it up
Don't know the words? Then hum it up
Let's go, na you can't mess with the flow
If you don't know, you're getting to know
Beck and Londo stealing the show
What's up next, they're feening to know
We going nuts, we spazzing out
Gotta have faith and never doubt
We out here chasing a pound
Them boy just chasing the clout
Cool guy and I ain't gotta shout
Feel lost but I'm working it out
Gotta have them tracks in a pile
Gotta have them [Ds in a L?]
Crucked it!