SADE

[Verse 1: MIKE]

Yeah

And I ain't never runnin' with the snakes

Man, you better watch your hand you taking nothing from my plate

All I got is this Metro and these problems that I face

Feeling hollow and decayed as I'm walking through the cater

I been feeling lost and misplaced, cause I been chasing after paper

Evading from the fake ones, and you been damaging my soul

And I don't need no cannabis to grow, also I ain't wanna cross you

Find your ankles on the road, and inside I feel a void

I cannot hand your ass a home

It's so hard to face the fact that I'm alone

I be walking through these streets until the cracking of my bones

I'm a- I'm a hard hitter, sharp shooter, the stars glitter, the harsh winter

I'm a- I'm a hard hitter, sharp shooter, the stars glitter, the harsh winter

Harsh winter

[Verse 2: Adé Hakim]

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Went to- went to- yeah

Went to New York, I entered this sport to pin ya, to floss

I came up out of town with MIKE, to bring you some noise (bring you some noise)