Prague

Lyrics for Prague

I just left a show in Prague 4 bells in the morning, I'm still going hard I rock designer, rocking leather kid, I'm avant-garde Windows fully tinted, speakers blasting while I'm sniffing shards I pull up in whips with bits, 'cause the cheque's retarded Stars in the ceiling, balling — doors come heavy and armored The boys in blue came through to the gaff But I sneaked out back and departed Popping already, and I just got started They say EsDeeKid, ye so cold-hearted In a game of life, I did way more than the rest could I sip this yak, I'm smoking up on the best bud It's dark outside, I'm up on lash, I just got a cut of the fresh dust Bad bitch said Es got the best wood Whole fit full of seventies Westwood Never been no grafter, never cooked crack cocaine in a kitchen kettle But I've clicked and scammed, I made 2 grand, I'm up on a whole other level I fly through streets i'm back on the beats, I really put power in metal I'm Prada'd up like the devil - E- EsDee, I'm a rebel Swerving, swerving Don't give a fuck about merging I'm whipping the ting like Forza Boot full of fast cash that I'm earning I'm getting up early, working It's only that fire I'm burning Free all me brothers in Altcourse, and free all me brothers in Berwyn I just left a show in Prague 4 bells in the morning, I'm still going hard I rock designer, rocking leather kid, I'm avant-garde Windows fully tinted, speakers blasting while I'm sniffing shards I just left a show in Prague 4 bells in the morning, I'm still going hard I rock designer, rocking leather kid, I'm avant-garde Windows fully tinted, speakers blasting while I'm sniffing shards