Lyrics
[Verse 1]
What's my name? C-A-P-O
Me and Zuu cutting thru Rio
Dem mic man can't chat to me
Man get white washed, 3-0
I get the passport out for a show
I came so far from a tinted Clio
Drive suttin' I put it in sport
That's nuttin' but pace like Walcott Theo
Get to the bread, I'm loner
Switch it, video shoot in Girona
No gang signs getting thrown up
Pay all the bills I'm a rassclart grown up
I ran through bread so I should be a owner
Man go Dubai with a whole new persona
Blaming the lockdown could be corona
Zuu with the goats and you know how we roll
Couple peng tings inside the patrol
Bredrins nice
I could slide to my bro
Dats da good vibes on a high, never on a low
Took time, did the grind, now I got the most
Booked twice in a night
Mana 2 show
Came from nuttin, we all know how it goes
So I took what I could find, turned it into growth
[Verse 2]
Fat boy with the belly, I don't have to boast
Music readies had me nice from the go
They thought I made a change for the change but yo
I had bread before telly
Like morning toast
Woah
They don't wanna war, its a joke
Cuh the beefs like Sunday
Guaranteed roast
Came from the roads
But my aim is the globe
Do bits world wide
Started with a little hope
[Chorus]
Flavours, bars and the mandem run dem
Haters, man do the sweep and brush dem
Vibe get bill up, I just gotta trust dem
Grow my p's in the bank and adjust dem
Blessings, greatness, I ain't gotta rush dem
Man do the work and hush dem
[Chorus]
Flavours, bars and the mandem run dem
Haters, man do the sweep and brush dem
Vibe get bill up, I just gotta trust dem
Grow my p's in the bank and adjust dem
Blessings, greatness, I ain't gotta rush dem
Man do the work and hush dem
[Verse 3]
I still gotta chase the dreams
There weren't no houses , land or wealth
I built my drive myself
That's too much grind in my jeans
Still my heart been clean
Pain we felt reoccurring theme
We're on the block but you heard I been
Now me in the booth is a murder scene
[Verse 4]
Lemme tell em suttm they can never understand
Anyone that hates on me is actually a fan
Bad energy, man tek it from your hand
Turn it to the motivation for the plan
Did it with the gang
And I been the man
I'm back from holiday you know i got a lickle tan
This ones krud
Turn up the sub
And when I touch down
You know everything mad
[Chorus]
Flavours, bars and the mandem run dem
Haters, man do the sweep and brush dem
Vibe get bill up, I just gotta trust dem
Grow my P's in the bank and adjust dem
Blessings, greatness, I ain't gotta rush dem
Man do the work and hush dem
[Chorus]
Flavours, bars and the mandem run dem
Haters, man do the sweep and brush dem
Vibe get bill up, I just gotta trust dem
Grow my p's in the bank and adjust dem
Blessings, greatness, I ain't gotta rush dem
Man do the work and hush dem
Written by: Big Zuu, Capo Lee