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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Strandz
Strandz
All Instruments
Digga D
Digga D
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Strandz
Strandz
Composer
Digga D
Digga D
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Strandz
Strandz
Producer
Blueboy
Blueboy
Producer
William Pritchard
William Pritchard
Mixing Engineer
Emre Ramazanoglu
Emre Ramazanoglu
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
We were just kids playing in the rain
When you threw a stone
And you broke a window pane
You were so afraid for what you done
That I held your hand, little one
And I wouldn't let you run, oh
[Verse 2]
Like, I like the way that you're movin' around me
I went fully lidge on the day that you found me
I know you see the killers and dealers around me
But I grew up with gorillas, you know how the wild be
[Verse 3]
Grew up in the ghetto, destined for a celly
I would hustle heavy, tryna be a legendary
But I got mon chéri, Julio, Don Peri'
Pricey boss lady, I give you old-school lovin' like we in the '80s
I know your friends hate me, but they just wanna love me
I put you over money
Higher when we sober and we higher than a stoner
I'ma slide when it's over cah we die for the closure
[Verse 4]
I mean, us against the world, us against the ghetto
Us against the police, us against this hell
Damn, I love you girl, baby, can't you tell?
I ain't hit another sale, I ain't bought another shell
[Verse 5]
I'm on a very dark road, can you show me the light?
I'm the man, I should be the one that's holding you tight
But understand my paranoia is getting worse at night
Cold sweats, I can't sleep, I need you by my side
But I got errands that I gotta run, get ready if you wanna come
Ikea bags of washing and I'm dropping them off to my mum
Fill my car with petrol, it's not diesel, use the other pump
I knew from when I seen you, you ain't nothing like them other ones
Just billing up some weed, control the steering with my knees
I look at you and smile and see you staring back at me
You make me feel at ease, I'm kinda stressed, so be my peace
I really wanna leave, I hate it here, let's go to Greece
Wait, or we can go to Paris, bae, but I like in in Saint-Tropez
I know you never heard of it, but this is where the richest stay
I don't care what you will say, I'm still gon' grip it in estates
They know we grip at DXB, I left a five palm tape
[Verse 6]
It's us against the world, us against the ghetto
Us against the police, us against this hell
Damn, I love you girl, baby, can't you tell?
I ain't hit another sale, I ain't bought another shell
[Verse 7]
She don't know I take notes, I'm learning free
Baby, you're a freak, daily you turn on me all crazy
Know I made it out the hood
Do you love me or hate me?
(I think she love me) But just thinkin' it ain't nuff for your crazy
I seen a **** really fly away
Love me in a shy way
You know that food at home
Date night Friday
Kinda love why they envy us
Damn I got some guff, never any problem
[Verse 8]
I like the way that you're movin' around me
I went fully lidge on the day that you found me
I know you see the killers and dealers around me
But I grew up with gorillas, you know how the wild be
[Verse 9]
It's us against the world, us against the ghetto
Us against the police, us against this hell
Damn, I love you girl, baby, can't you tell?
I ain't hit another sale, I ain't bought another shell
[Verse 10]
It's us against the world, us against the ghetto
Us against the police, us against this hell
Damn, I love you girl, baby, can't you tell?
I ain't hit another sale, I ain't bought another shell
Written by: Digga D, Strandz
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