Next Up? by Adz (UK) Lyrics

Part I

[Intro]
Saint made this one

[Verse 1]
This the heartless flow
Life gave me scars and slows
Now I'm here with my dawgs on go
Man the past been slow
I been tryna graft and cope with the pain
So I spark that smoke
When it's dark and cold
Pray to Allah that my dawgs get home
'Cah when the block gets hot it's a hardened zone
Came in the car with my charge let's go
Gon' glide, get a time, give out Karma bro
Karma bro
Valiant up in the talion I go
Stop panickin' he did a mannequin, why choke?
Battlin' my bro
Packin' it by court
I ain't turnin' in nothin' if he ain't dun' out
Livin' life repackin' it for the drama
And these packages vanishin' on the corner
And he ain't badder than gang man he a talker
Been the last ones
[Verse 2]
Drip- drip- drip too hard don't stand too close
Spit game hard got spastic flows
You was in the seminar tryna catch some quotes
Til' I had a seminar of elastic notes
Never need a credit card man I trap and go
In the dungeons dem with the demons
And it ain't my calibre if it's wrap or rope
In the pad with the wap just beat it bro
Guys done laps for the scheme and the team
Can't believe didn't meet finna keep it a G
Deep in the streets feel a fiend so they lean
If the green or the beat tryna even the peace
Sleepin' on my now they leanin' on me
Don't believe in a ting til' we deep in the scene
Ting is elite, couple Zs on my feet
Need to bin off a neek tell 'em keep the receipts
Who told you I weren't charged up?
Next year I'm doin' up [?]
You was in barbers tryna get a next trim
Me and my fresh trim came out the garden
Netflix doin' up Stardog cookie, gelato
I get it from Carla yo
Peng ting lookin' all classy
With the Bacardi up in the car seat, go
Fencin' if you are not army
Me and my charty do and your dawgy goes
They lyin' say wAllahi bro
And they wonder why we keep the army close
(Close, close, close, close, close, close, close)
[Hook]
Ain't no feelings when they meetin' hun
I ain't finished til' the beat is done
Where we livin' ain't no scene for punks
All my villains on a mission tryna see some luck
In a city full of greed and lust
Can't agree with much
We scheme enough
And my guys don't speak too much
'Cah there's sixteen [?] and fuck
Til' I'm all up in the speaker drums

Part II

[Verse 3]
So- so much pain I don't see no peace
So much chains [?] and greed
I hold my heart where I seen it bleed
From road to RIPs and frees
Coldest heart I've been a chief
Think now's the time he's seen the team
A thousand times I've seen the dream
A thousand times I meet the T, oh Lord
I can tell a mans stacked though
Round here bandos and trap phones
I'm out on [?] cashflow
No [?] pack bro
I paint the picture like Pablo
Can't you see the frame?
I ain't talkin' four walls and [?] calls
Them Boreham courtrooms are tragic
A day in the life of havoc
Spartan summertime sword and sandals, no
Tea and cake, won't beat his case
So runnin' up [?] zone
Kelly miss my candle smoke
In the booth tryna spit til' the gang won't blow
[?] family bro
Stampin' him in if he tampers bruv
(Bruv, bruv, bruv, bruv, bruv, bruv, bruv)