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PERFORMING ARTISTS
MIST
MIST
Rap
Steel Banglez
Steel Banglez
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
MIST
MIST
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Steel Banglez
Steel Banglez
Producer
Hazard
Hazard
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
You ever dreamt of someone you lost, wake up, have to breathe for a few secs?
In my silk robe like Hugh Hef', yeah, I'm tryna buy a yard out in Phuket
They wanna know how I manage
It weren't just the world on my back, I had different planets
Imagine if I never imagined, I wouldn't have passion
Tryna make the whole world tap in
Imagine without this flow, I wouldn't make this dough
Thin ice, tiptoe (Tiptoe)
First chain that I bought was a Franco
Regulate the food on the wing on a Zanco (Zanco)
No doubt with my hat down
Before you speak to the boss, get a pat-down (Pat-down)
I know you know that I did it
But you would never admit it
I'm from Brum and I'm winning
[Verse 2]
Still cut chase from jakes
Gotta cut 'em off quick 'cause that love was fake
So many ways to express this pain
When I failed, showed up again and again (Uh)
I used to yak crops, now I got my own Cali strains
Hopping out of alleys with a bally, yeah, I had to change
I started this on my Jack Jones (Jack Jones)
Flat broke, I didn't even have a damn coat
Freezing, numerous zoots in the evening
Mum gone, dad gone, grieving (Grieving)
And when I get to Heaven, I can't wait till I see them (I can't wait)
Three youths them are golden
And I'd do anything for mumzy to hold them (Real)
Third eye stays open, knew I was chosen
Knew I had a better life loading
[Verse 3]
You ever tried go sleep when you lost a loved one and now you're thinking who's next?
I really had to pray for a few secs
You know I'm tryna heal but I'm too F'd
They wanna know what's happened
Heart's been ripped and torn and sliced and splattered
Robbed man, said, "Don't take it personal"
Literally, I had nothin' in the purse at all
Hard times, them are long gone
Weed is money, so I'll still get your crop gone
I use my trap life skills in the industry
They tried and they tried and they still couldn't finish me
I'm psychic, the way I know things (Uh)
With no imagination, you got no wings
I know you know that I did it
But you would never admit it
I'm from Brum and I'm winning, uh
[Outro]
You know what's fucking going on when I'm dropping these rhythms
Straight pain from the fucking heart
M-I-S to the fucking T
Apnas, karlas, gouras, all of that
Gang business
Banglez on the fucking rhythm
Uh
Imagine if I never imagined, I wouldn't have passion
I know you know that I did it
But you would never admit it
I'm from Brum and I'm winning
Uh
Imagine if I never imagined, I wouldn't have passion
I know you know that I did it
But you would never admit it
I'm from Brum and I'm winning
Uh
Imagine if I never imagined, I wouldn't have passion
Written by: MIST
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