Tia Carys - Hangman lyrics

Don’t even bother We don’t do apologies We tight with trust even the bros come with warranty They know I’m so slow with the phone And they on to me They know I don’t go with the flow I’m the anomaly Thursday threeway Monday monogamy My favourite rappers wan pose with a prodigy They say you packing more than bro I’m saying probably So they still love me on the road I hold authority Skippy widdit, if he blow a budget like a mini midget Tee don’t touch it See he got a budget so that’s sticky init Wanna make me happy? Take me Hakky I ain’t gonna give in Funds ain’t fat He must be loving off skinny women My old ways I don’t stay I don’t claim Our roleplay be No face and No case And the whole day Ion hold bae That’s so bait So I don’t pose for the photos No way! I put a man down We going gang now I dunno why you chose And if you hang round We playing hangman And set you up to lose What the hand gon do? You touch me, they touch you What the hand gon do? You touch me, they touch you Fk the gram I’m getting followed in real life I’m in sections with legends now but something don’t feel right And I gotta fly with a money man Find me a honey that I ain’t owing nothing and he still mine Cunch grown girlI’m getting love from the hood right Sums with sons because these b*tches Can’t cook It’s money in crip and ain’t no blood in my drip They bussing down in silly props I got this proff on my wrist And I ain’t silly I been sinning the mos tAnd I’ve been chilly but never this cold I know the city want me pretty and posed Na na na na na My old ways I ain’t play I made paper I’m boosting my cup with this juice and no chaser No saint still I stayed my own saviour No handouts no mates and no favoursss