W7 by Reece West Lyrics
[Intro]
W7 to...
W7 to...
West, West
Yeah
Riddla production
[Chorus]
W7
Reece dot West dot W7
Still got gyal in W7
Still take lemon on W7
Old school like W7
Reece dot West dot W7
North London like W7
Top of the hill like W7
W7
Reece dot West dot W7
Still got gyal in W7
Still take lemon on W7
Old school like W7
Reece dot West dot W7
North London like W7
Top of the hill like W7
[Verse 1]
Yeah, I don't know about linking gyal
At 7am in Barking
Tell her "come North and don't be jarring"
All man knows is Ps and barring
In other words, these youts ain't starving
Mountain sparring, Shaolin warring
Lick man down last min, Arshavin
Chose hard love, still fresh, Prince Charming
Hat low, North Face garment
Crop circles old school like farming
I'm at your neck when Westy's warming
Answer machine when Westy's touring
Tell her I'm bait, I can't go central
North London, not W7
You take Ls, I'm W7
Had to N4 like W7
[Chorus]
W7
Reece dot West dot W7
Still got gyal in W7
Still take lemon on W7
Old school like W7
Reece dot West dot W7
North London like W7
Top of the hill like W7
W7
Reece dot West dot W7
Still got gyal in W7
Still take lemon on W7
Old school like W7
Reece dot West dot W7
North London like W7
Top of the hill like W7
[Verse 2]
Give a fuck if an MC likes me
I used to like MCs
MC, now I don't like MCs
These merry-go-round, no sound MCs
It's West, tell 'em rewrite MCs
Spray semicolon; highlight MCs
Smoke 24 bars, highlight MCs
R-double-E, my nursery percy
Let me dispose of trash
Call this the final flash
Man don't boast my stash
Messy, call this the Lionel mash
Confetti, this ain't a birthday bash, I'll
Flip on Thursday, burn man ash
Earth in hearse, I rule this verse, ain't
Nuttin' like refund, reimburse
Matte black wheel him, hearse
Eight-bar spray him, needing nurse
Sixteens seem like evil curse
R-double-E is feeling church
Look to the sky with two hands clutch and
Pray for them man that speak too much
Rocket fuel, I need no clutch
West go hard like elephant tusk
Call that element dust
I'll sweep my G and elevate 'nuff
Lot of them speak irrelevant stuff
Come a long way from cuffs and peddling drugs
See, I don't wanna hear they're tough
Till Mum's nice, yeah, everyting rough
North London where the mandem sho
None of these flows could generate rust
[Chorus]
W7
Reece dot West dot W7
Still got gyal in W7
Still take lemon on W7
Old school like W7
Reece dot West dot W7
North London like W7
Top of the hill like W7
W7
Reece dot West dot W7
Still got gyal in W7
Still take lemon on W7
Old school like W7
Reece dot West dot W7
North London like W7
Top of the hill like W7
W7 to...
W7 to...
West, West
Yeah
Riddla production
[Chorus]
W7
Reece dot West dot W7
Still got gyal in W7
Still take lemon on W7
Old school like W7
Reece dot West dot W7
North London like W7
Top of the hill like W7
W7
Reece dot West dot W7
Still got gyal in W7
Still take lemon on W7
Old school like W7
Reece dot West dot W7
North London like W7
Top of the hill like W7
[Verse 1]
Yeah, I don't know about linking gyal
At 7am in Barking
Tell her "come North and don't be jarring"
All man knows is Ps and barring
In other words, these youts ain't starving
Mountain sparring, Shaolin warring
Lick man down last min, Arshavin
Chose hard love, still fresh, Prince Charming
Hat low, North Face garment
Crop circles old school like farming
I'm at your neck when Westy's warming
Answer machine when Westy's touring
Tell her I'm bait, I can't go central
North London, not W7
You take Ls, I'm W7
Had to N4 like W7
[Chorus]
W7
Reece dot West dot W7
Still got gyal in W7
Still take lemon on W7
Old school like W7
Reece dot West dot W7
North London like W7
Top of the hill like W7
W7
Reece dot West dot W7
Still got gyal in W7
Still take lemon on W7
Old school like W7
Reece dot West dot W7
North London like W7
Top of the hill like W7
[Verse 2]
Give a fuck if an MC likes me
I used to like MCs
MC, now I don't like MCs
These merry-go-round, no sound MCs
It's West, tell 'em rewrite MCs
Spray semicolon; highlight MCs
Smoke 24 bars, highlight MCs
R-double-E, my nursery percy
Let me dispose of trash
Call this the final flash
Man don't boast my stash
Messy, call this the Lionel mash
Confetti, this ain't a birthday bash, I'll
Flip on Thursday, burn man ash
Earth in hearse, I rule this verse, ain't
Nuttin' like refund, reimburse
Matte black wheel him, hearse
Eight-bar spray him, needing nurse
Sixteens seem like evil curse
R-double-E is feeling church
Look to the sky with two hands clutch and
Pray for them man that speak too much
Rocket fuel, I need no clutch
West go hard like elephant tusk
Call that element dust
I'll sweep my G and elevate 'nuff
Lot of them speak irrelevant stuff
Come a long way from cuffs and peddling drugs
See, I don't wanna hear they're tough
Till Mum's nice, yeah, everyting rough
North London where the mandem sho
None of these flows could generate rust
[Chorus]
W7
Reece dot West dot W7
Still got gyal in W7
Still take lemon on W7
Old school like W7
Reece dot West dot W7
North London like W7
Top of the hill like W7
W7
Reece dot West dot W7
Still got gyal in W7
Still take lemon on W7
Old school like W7
Reece dot West dot W7
North London like W7
Top of the hill like W7