WSTRN - In2ro Lyrics
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    In2ro

    [Verse 1]
    Realest shit that went like this
    This shit is classic
    West Side where you might get hit
    You know it's graphic
    Never really had that man
    When mama raised me
    I was on the [?]
    'Cause he had a voice and now the enemy sly
    Heard his singing now he looking like the enemy guy
    We ride, man it wasn't sweet
    And they locked my G, couldn't tweet
    Got me feeling like I wasn't on my feet, oh
    September in the 6, that's Scarborough
    Thinkin' how Imma stay gettin' this bread like hard dough
    Sippin on some rivers tryna drown my sorrows
    I ain't even tryna think about tomorrow
    Flyin' places and they get my head straightened
    This some make or break shit
    While my niggas in cages
    Wasn't really really really outside that time
    It ain't pretty, wasn't really outside that time
    All my niggas they stay with me I shine, I shine
    Niggas they stay with me I shine, I shine
    I pray, we pray for better days

    [Chorus]
    Gold chains over him
    Like a star, he shines
    With chains over him
    But they can't stop time

    Gold chains over him
    Like a star he shines
    With chains over him
    But they can't stop time

    [Verse 2]
    At first there was darkness
    [?] is the past tense
    Could've broke us apart
    But we firmed it regardless
    Word to my dogs's
    Times we serviced this market
    We're eternally scarred
    But there's no smooth sailing through hardships
    Father, forgive all my sins
    I'm just praying your pardons
    I've shed real tears for this shit
    Danced with serpents and passed them
    It's certainly hard
    And certainly it'll hurt in my heart
    And then we went and flew away when they went burnin' my darg
    We was in LA for a month
    Real shit, tryna get shit straight while smoking blunts
    Real shit, then made Ben' Ova, are you dumb?
    I had that 30 on the set, that's on my mum, that on my
    But I got two kids now
    Why'd you think I can't sit down
    Seen the industry switch round, like this now
    So it is what it is now
    Going out my mind tryna find the signs
    Smoking too much, knowing too much
    Look it's in my eyes but I'm out here till I die
    Gotta read between the lines man
    You don't even know the half
    God sent us strolling down this path
    If it ain't gospel, not a chance
    Fuck the gossip while they're watching what is ours
    And Grenfell went and dropped me on my arse
    Been in real situations
    Excuse me while I'm watching for them cars
    Got signed the same day, drive by outside the yard
    Dou3le 3ak you missed the stars
    Welcome to this little thing of ours

    [Chorus]
    Gold chains over him
    Like a star, he shines
    With chains over him
    But they can't stop time
    Gold chains over him
    Like a star he shines
    With chains over him
    But they can't stop time

    [Outro]
    When we put the video out, it was because, you know
    We knew it made us corny, and you know...
    Y'all had y'all separate meeting and felt like y'all was cold
    Hell no, we didn't feel it, we knew it. It was like, it was like...
    Oh, that shit look... we got... the shit was whack!
    It wasn't us, it was us tryin' to be like them, and it was obvious, the shit was whack
    So you know it, that shit happens, so what? Now we goin' double back, just so they know we're not the shiny suit niggas

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