Entrapreneur (Explicit)-Central Cee

歌手 : Central Cee

专辑 : Entrapreneur (Explicit)

语种 : 英语

时长 : 02:24

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TXT Entrapreneur (Explicit)-Central Cee 文本歌词

Entrapreneur (Explicit) - Central Cee

Lyrics by：Central Cee/Chris Rich/Caleb Bryant

Composed by：Central Cee/Chris Rich/Caleb Bryant

Produced by：Central Cee/Chris Rich/Caleb Bryant

We was flying up O with white

We was building lines now it's clothing lines

I sell tee's & my darg sell T's as well

But his ain't got no design

180 for the tracksuit

Go somewhere else if it's overpriced

New generation don't know how to trap

Cos they all getting high off their own supply

Trap house in the woods where the bando's haunted

Its supernatural poltergeist

Witnessed things that I wish that I didn't

Like crackheads overdose then die

Bad bs curving the kid

Back then when I weren't so lit I was broke them times

***** would you ride on the back of the bus

What about on the front of a stolen bike

Soho pitching coke to the gay men

I'll serve anyone I got an open mind

No complaints when it comes to the customer service

I pick up the phone polite

I see man fall in love with the white Billie Eilish type

Cus they got ocean eyes

Set up a shop then it's open 24 hours

We don't have a closing time

We put the trap in entrepreneur

All of the time that we spent in the field

Would've thought I got me a ballon d'or

I'm stacking not dropping a bag in Dior

Went from the Toyota Yaris to urus

I still got the same work rate as before

2 years that I ain't been home

730 days on tour

It was Nokia ringtones picking up phones

No private calls now it's microphones

I think that I got bipolar disorder

The way that I'm going through highs and lows

Insta full up of IG models

And back in the day I would these Skype these h*es

My girl try hack my iCloud

When I log in gotta hide my code

Tryna get in through face recognition

When I was asleep and my eyes were closed

If she ain't gotta nothing to hide

I might make her my wifey I might propose

How many lies got told

Don't believe in the hype it's false

Bro died he was still in his teens

The chances are slim of me dying old

I won't lie it's me or dem

Slime **** I'ma wipe his nose

Unbanking packs and touching faeces

I was OT you would find it gross

Now it's 5-star hotels Michelin star dining

I might rise a toast

New generation will die for clout

They'll do anything for a Viral post