buzzball summer

[Verse 1] Filling up my cups to the brim cah I done had enough for a din any Vice wanna usher it in cah I'm carrying this load on a buffering ting Ion wanna weep Rather run the streets If I die I know the guys will honour me With the same pain I display when I’m on a beat Speaking honestly Hold a double cup Try double up Like Mase and I'm stuck in this place When I look in your eyes all I see is your waist Preeing on my pain like novocaine I'm sayin’ I been sayin' since dad caught a case And my youth ain't wait So it's licks by the litre whip by the crate 'Cah I lost my heart so I'm only on [Chorus] More motives, more fuckeries More fuckeries, morе motives More motives, morе fuckeries More fuckeries, more motives More motives, more fuckeries More fuckeries then it's more motives More motives, more fuckeries More fuckeries then it's more motives [Verse 2] Grew up on the blocks I assimilate We done been through a lot we were led astray Blair babies for whom the bell tolls on a hemming way Reason with my woes with a Henny straight We ain’t tryna hear the preaching nigga ’les it comes with some weed and ps and liquor It's a dopamine crazy No codeine we got lean ay Feeling like my loss on a weekday Recession got us fucked up Somewhere with some lust had enough love Vice city cah we’re living tight city Ride wi' me for a day then see if you can judge us Yeah I did shot bud bruv I know debt more than I know mum's love In a mould with the grief as a plus one Imma run up in the streets 'til the sun’s up [Chorus] More motives, more fuckeries More fuckeries, more motives More motives, more fuckeries More fuckeries, more motives More motives, more fuckeries More fuckeries then it's more motives More motives, more fuckeries More fuckeries then it's more motives More motives, more fuckeries More fuckeries, more motives More motives, more fuckeries More fuckeries, more motives More motives, more fuckeries More fuckeries then it's more motives More motives, more fuckeries More fuckeries then it's more motives