Can’t Be Us Lyrics by Headie One, Abra Cadabra & Bandokay
Im feeling like EST cah everyone shine together
Course the 9 can’t flick like we
Big lip look like he don’t have a tenner
I won’t lie to the industry
Somebody don’t love their members
Look in the mirror and ask yourself
If you been in the trenches pussy
Whose your opps can’t be us
Pree the block must be bruck
Pree the board must be mud
They get it online not back in blood
Can’t be hate must be love
Can’t be beef must be brunch
You involved can’t be much
Where you from must be cunch
Sj got half the 9 on a shank
Starting to feel like a TBT
So I give my young boys the 4 x 4
Tell them go to the L
Not the 3 x 3
They see me and wanted some clout
I rose the crime rate ask the bbc
They had to goah next block for the gbg
See a man get slapped
Like he just went and made a gi jane joke
On G A N G
I jeeted out ssh and it won’t get leaked
She know her secrets are safest with me
Tell the jakes free man up
Who shot ssh ssh
Can’t be bug
All of this bine that get chucked
I knew soon someone will run out of luck
Im feeling like EST cah everyone shine together
Course the 9 can’t flick like we
Big lip look like he don’t have a tenner
I won’t lie to the industry
Somebody don’t love their members
Look in the mirror and ask yourself
If you been in the trenches pussy
Whose your opps can’t be us
Pree the block must be bruck
Pree the board must be mud
They get it online not back in blood
Can’t be hate mustbe love
Can’t be beef must be brunch
You involved can’t be much
Where you from must be cunch
Grrrr
Take a look at my block and look at the 9
Tell me who u thinks winning collectively
Only one man’s up on their block
They can’t flick like the O
I don’t say that respectfully
How u get me down then run for ur life
That story sounds like a mess to me
I heard u got banned from ur block
Check ur friends small boy
I don’t know why ur vex with me
I can put a milly down and bet my life
He ain’t got more money than dsav
And he ain’t done more drills than we have
We aim straight we don’t hit knee caps
I ain’t ever been stabbed by a pop in my life
Let me recap
Such lies I can’t believe that
Must be coke they need rehab
I’m feeling Kodak black cuz everyone snipe together
Course the 9 can’t chat to the O half of them look like they don’t own a wetter
I won’t lie to the industry
Somebody won’t slide for their bedrins
Look in the mirror andask urself have you been in the trenches
You want beef?
Must be dumb
Whose E?
Not the 1
Want smoke?
Train your lungs
Turner turned round and we saw him run
It’s not beef
Must be lunch
Call kreepz
Bring the gun
Taste sweet
Must be runts
How you want beef and ain’t got no funds
Bands I’d hate to be from the 9 tho
They ain’t beat corn in years from what I know
We fling corn down back streets
Get him down high roads
Even turned something off on the side road
Akz got it on him so try know
Klapz went jail they labelled him a psycho
My friend saw him at the entrance
Now he’s on a pendant looking all fly tho
Id rather die than scream out Edmonton
Chest shots or I aim for the skeleton
So don’t get caught lacking on church street
This candle never came from a reverend
Im feeling like EST cah everyone shine together
Course the 9 can’t flick like we
Big lip look like he don’t have a tenner
I won’t lie to the industry
Somebody don’t love their members
Lookin the mirror and ask yourself
If you been in the trenches pussy
Whose your opps can’t be us
Pree the block must be bruck
Pree the board must be mud
They get it online not back in blood
Can’t be hate must be love
Can’t be beef must be brunch
You involved can’t be much
Where you from must be cunch