Flowdan – Groundhog (2016) | Track profile | Dork

Flowdan – Groundhog (2016) | Track profile | Dork

Lyrics

Groundhog

[Verse 1]

Living life like a ground hog

Black bandana and it sounds of

Sirens and violence

24 7 no days off

As a younger he tried to be a pro baller

But no scouts never called up

Now you catch him on da corner

Number one gunner and rising the tall up

Worked the life that he wanted

Older brothers doing 10 for a gun ting

That world don he weren't on that

Black balaclava and gloves for the robbery

Dem time there he's looking food for the family

Buss gunshot and drink brandy

Living at home with his mumsie

There weren't one day that he had to go hungry

[Hook]

It goes on and on

[Verse 2]

Now he said that he worked out

The olders are cool but they're burnt out

They haven't put in work for the last couple years

So according to him they don't dump out

But anyway he got shift with a couple boxes

Boydem run up in his mumsie

Lucky that he never had the 45

Dirty Babylon they would have loved it

So when the judge slapped him with a sentence

Not one ounce of repentance

Tried the screw face ting when he was about on the wing

But when he got punched up he remember

That he wasn't bout that life on the inside

Never ad tha art of a warrior

Started promising himself he weren't guna come back

Got surrounded by goon and he felt like a foreigner

Anyway them mana touch road

Now he's saying get down or lay down

Upgraded himself from mini to a monster

Brand new bully in the playground

Mumsie can't take it

She goes hard with the prayers onna Sunday

She beg Jesus for guidance

And mercy to show him a better way

But anyway my mans Muslim

He goes hard with the war onna Friday

He said he's done with the bacon

But he still goes ham with the lemon and the highgrade

[Hook]

On and on

It goes on and on

The pressure is rising

We keep on surviving

There's no disguising

It goes on and on

The road that your taking

The world that your making

It goes on and on

Now we got a new chapter

Life of a new wave gangsta

When my don said he's picking up boxes

Cash in hand

He ain't holla'in a sponsor

Now he knows about obia

So he's spending big money on the dark side

Try pay for protection

Pray for protection

Shook

He was just hoping he won't die

Cause nobody wants gun shots

Never get caught slipping on the wrong side

Yo the streets look then the streets chat he heard somebody's just put money on his headback

But he said he don't even bidniss

He said dem man better get a refund

He dont leave yard without the big ting

He said funeral but it ain't he's one

Yo mumsie can't take it

She goes hard with the prayers onna Sunday

She knows he won't make it

But she begs Jesus to hear what she's gotta say

But anyway my mans dumping

People wit shots in their face and headback

Mana move scary like Halloween pumpkin

Dem man that buss gun dem man that don't take chat

[Hook]

It goes on and on

On and on

On and on

On and on

On and on

On and on

On and on

On and on

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