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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Morrisson
Morrisson
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Morrisson
Morrisson
Composer
C Dot
C Dot
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
C Dot
C Dot
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
(And you know, a lot of people ask us)
(How was C Dot funded? Where do you get your money from?)
(The simple answer?)
[Verse 2]
I wake up and I stare at the ceiling
I'm alive, what a beautiful feeling
I should be dead or in jail, but I'm alive and enjoyin' my freedom
I'm on the field like Tyson Fury, but I'm feelin' like Tommy Egan
I'm feelin' like Tommy Egan
I'm feelin' like Tommy Egan
I'm feelin' like Tommy Egan
I'm on the field like Tyson Fury, but I'm feelin' like Tommy Egan
[Verse 3]
I stepped in lookin' like millions
That's 'cause I really made millions
I'm a self-made boss, and my bros will take that loss (Like say no more)
I'll take a man's girlfriend, just like I take man's crop (Morrisson)
My black ting's gassed, but she plays it cool
She said she don't fuck white boys, but for me she'll risk it
And break the rules
Do the mad ting and watch paid in full
My Maltese ting's all special, hood, but she don't act ghetto
I said, babe, "Can we fuck in my Bentley?"
She said, "Yes, we can, sir", like Geko
Ah, I got rich in trap, then pretended I did it in rap
They got rich in rap, then pretended they did it in trap
The world's gone mad, nah, really, the world's gone mad
I really went to war with my ends and Big Dills really had my back
[Verse 4]
Still with the gang, still with the Mollys and Akhis
Still move bricks in cabbies
Still bag all my guns like Andy
I'm an OG, but I'm still active
I can still make your grow go missin'
When you're sniffin' on my coke is the only time
That you should have your nose in my business
Fam on my mobile phone won't stop ringin'
Man keep ringin' my phone off
Then they call me when they want favors
So fuck it, I'm switchin' my phone off
Fuck it, put my phone on flight mode
Jump on the flight, then leave
When man need me, I'm there in a second
But when I need them, they play hide and seek
[Verse 5]
It's been a violent week
Furthermore, it's been a violent life
I ain't into domestic violence, but my girl brings out my violent side
You got your head kicked in
Then you backed down and swallowed your pride
When I got stabbed up and shot up, I got up
And didn't stop ridin' till I left a opp fried
[Verse 6]
I wake up and I stare at the ceiling
I'm alive, what a beautiful feeling
I should be dead or in jail, but I'm alive and enjoyin' my freedom
I'm on the field like Tyson Fury, but I'm feelin' like Tommy Egan
I'm feelin' like Tommy Egan
I'm feelin' like Tommy Egan
I'm feelin' like Tommy Egan
I'm on the field like Tyson Fury, but I'm feelin' like Tommy Egan
[Verse 7]
I've had war after war, I've been settlin' score after score
I've been on lick after lick after lick
I've been kickin' down door after door
Blud, I lost friend after friend, and I lost mate after mate
Some of them died in the field, but most of them settin' off snakes
Hang tight, my heart colder than Russia
In the streets, nobody loves you
I trust my friend more than my brother
I need my gun more than my mother
I slipped and got hurt by the opps
It's my own fault, I deserve what I got
But I rid and I rid and I rid till I got him back
Then I hurt all of his squad
[Verse 8]
Don't fuck with my money, don't fuck with my pride
Don't fuck with my family (That's right)
I can sign most of these English rappers
On God, I can cover their salaries
I had so much bricks in the trap
All my brothers start shakin' and panickin'
I'm in my van doin' a wheelie
'Cause of the weight of the bricks in the back of it
I blew hundreds of racks in them clubs
Lookin' back, man, that shit was embarrassing
I'm whiter than David from Dagenham
But I still village beat man like a African
Everyone's got a gun, but not everybody is bangin' 'em
'Cause you bought a gun and you stashed it
And ever since then, it's been missin' like Madeline
[Verse 9]
I wake up and I stare at the ceiling
I'm alive, what a beautiful feeling
I should be dead or in jail, but I'm alive and enjoyin' my freedom
I'm on the field like Tyson Fury, but I'm feelin' like Tommy Egan
I'm feelin' like Tommy Egan
I'm feelin' like Tommy Egan
I'm feelin' like Tommy Egan
I'm on the field like Tyson Fury, but I'm feelin' like Tommy Egan
Written by: C Dot, Morrisson
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