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Marnz Malone
Marnz Malone
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Marnz Malone
Marnz Malone
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Lyrics

[Verse 1]
She said hold my hand
I told her hold my blick
I ain't gotta tell her that she's mine
'Cause she knows she is
Picture me, Rolls Royce, rollin' spliffs
Not much of a socialist
My heart's Pandora's Box
So, baby, don't open it
Said that I was over it
Truth is I ain't over it
Never got bullied by them older kids
'Cause I used to rob them
99 problems
But I can't tell a soul, so I just soldier it
'Cause it is what it is until it isn't
Didn't wanna cut you off, but you gave me the scissors
You know what you did, gotta live with that decision
I was sendin' money to them prisons
Still in prison
And you ain't gotta tell me that I'm different
Tell me something that I didn't know
Like would you be my alibi and tell 'em that I been at home?
Used to eat my dinner cold, then bill it up with servery hat?
Course her pussy's wet, I just made her count thirty bags
Was in and out of dirty traps
30-mags, but it's got 25 teeth inside
She knows what we do, she told me: "Please be wise"
'Cause anywhere I see these guys
They'll know what's on, like the TV Guide
See me live, ain't got the same energy
Me, you and Hennessy
Like, listen what you tellin' me
I'm tellin' you that you can't tell who's richest in the cemetery
Remember me for who I am
Not who they portray me as
Shit then it feels like I made it, dad
Used to pray I make it back
He said, "Here, take the pack"
I told her I'd be back, but she weren't tryna wait for that
I charged it
Couldn't beat my charges
Shoulda been top floor, calamari starters
Instead I'm using black and red wires as my chargers
Heard that they shipped him out to Lartin
That's max in the UK, true say
They say: "If you're reading this, it's too late"
She said, "Talk ain't cheap, bro, it's literally free"
I pressed it four times, then I missed from the scene
Don't confuse me for these rappers
Real life I'm antisocial
Better know how you approach if you want pictures with me
I hopped out the car, watch stolen, Mum's life
Gave the stick link thirty quid and said "I want five"
Tryna rob me
Right idea, but the wrong guy
That's A&E for A&B, long night
Why would she not wanna fuck on Malone?
If she links me, she's sitting on this wood, not her phone
They all ask me when I'm home
I tell them: "Soon ain't soon enough"
Drop the lo and, bro, I'll send the killers there to shoot it up
Knew that it would come to this
I was down too long
Did my first cheffing on a school run
Days you bought Louboutins, was stackin' for my new life
And I don't care who moves first 'cause I move right
Written by: Marnz Malone
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