Every Country

[Chorus: Murkage Dave] Bro I got a peng ting in every country Text her when I land and she come and get me Drive man to the show Pattern up the weed Blud it’s people like her I was out in Paris and she came and met me Took time off of work Got me cut a spare key She don’t wear much make-up But still looks buff Man it’s people like her [Post Chorus x2: Murkage Dave] And I’m back to the bits And I’m back to the ends Show love to my friends Put food on the table Man I’m glad that i’m able [Verse 1: Jaykae] Yeah I’m glad that I’m able I ain’t gotta shot no 8 ball I ain’t got signed to a label I can put food on my table It was’t always like this i pray every day manna grateful I can catch a flight catch a tan Just to put a mic in my hand, yo I'm liking the plan She wants to see me now we can hold two vibes when I land Yeah man do bits Man make hits See me on the strip and they wanna take pics Comin' for the Mobos comin' for the Brits And you won’t prosper if you don’t take risks See me in the studio putting in shifts Straight doing bits ain’t calling it quits Yeah I got a family that I provide for Still tryna' move my mum out the bits [Post Verse: Jaykae] Yeah I’m back to the bits Back to the block Come a long way from putting cash in my sock Yeah used to put my money in a shoebox Now it’s in the bank and they're taxing the lot Trust me I ain’t gotta graft on the block Trust me I ain’t gotta do nothing hot Yeah man I had it on lock before I got locked Now ave' a look who’s at the top [Chorus: Murkage Dave] Bro I got a peng ting in every country Text her when I land and she come and get me Drive man to the show Pattern up the weed Blud it’s people like her I was out in Paris and she came and met me Took time off of work Got me cut a spare key She don’t wear much make-up But still looks buff Man it’s people like her [Post Chorus x2: Murkage Dave] And I’m back to the bits And I’m back to the ends Show love to my friends Put food on the table Man I’m glad that i’m able [Verse 2: Jaykae] Yeah I'm glad that I've been through bad times Look close you can see it in a mans eyes Blud it made me the man that I am now You have to deal with things cause thats life Yeah you better think twice, can't act twice Yeah I must have been a don in my past life Now I'm throwing down money on my own yard I ain't in the ends throwin' up gang signs Yeah trust me I might say bonjour when I'm on tour Man a got fly kicks like Jean Claude Brum town captain up in this bitch and the flight won't take off till I'm on board Only got real friends not one fraud Stand up guy can I get an encore I'm tryna' see things from the top floor Ain't got no time for one more [Post Verse: Jaykae] Cos' i’m back to the bits Back to the block Come a long way from putting cash in my sock Yeah I used to put my money in a shoebox Now it’s in the bank and they’re taxing the lot Trust me I ain’t gotta graft on the block Trust me I ain't gotta do nothing hot Yeah man I had it on lock before I got locked Now ave' a look who's at the top [Chorus: Murkage Dave] Bro I got a peng ting in every country Text her when I land and she come and get me Drive man to the show Pattern up the weed Blud it’s people like her I was out in Paris and she came and met me Took time off of work Got me cut a spare key She don’t wear much make-up But still looks buff Man it’s people like her [Post Chorus x2: Murkage Dave] And I’m back to the bits And I’m back to the ends Show love to my friends Put food on the table Man I’m glad that i’m able [Outro: Murkage Dave] The bits, the block, the block, the block The bits, the block, the block, the block I ain't gotta do I ain't gotta do, no no I ain't gotta do I ain't gotta do