Jewellery by Shady Nasty Lyrics
[Intro]
Fists up, wearing your Nikes, chin up
Fighter, but you aren't gonna fight me
Pull up, [?] see you in my driveway
No friends, I drive like you like me
[Chorus]
Chin up chin up chin up
I write your eulogy
240 no number plates how I get registry
Embossed in my memory
Car keys another accessory
Hanging off the chain of my belt
So they stay true to me
No friends, I drive like you like me
[Verse]
Looks like a hearse, but not enough room for my eulogy
Never wore gold, 240 act as my jewellery
Looks like it hurts, no time for commuters
Fuck your life, fuck an uber
Funeral, the way that you are they don’t sell insurance
In my rear view mirror why's your number plate gone
Undercover uppercutter back on the ropes you're gutter gaunt
Looks like it hurts in your ear
Gold 240 in your ear
And I’m rough as the dog on the next street
Puncture my tyres
Sinking its teeth like its raw meat
Ask why I took out The back seats
Fuck it, in debt for my outlet
Forgive and forget, thats what i bet
Im rolling through streets like a sore on your neck
[Bridge]
I split the tar, smoke out the window of my car
Fists up
Chin up
Pull up
No friends
[Chorus]
Chin up chin up chin up
I write your eulogy
240 no number plates how I get registry
Embossed in my memory
Car keys another accessory
Hanging off the chain of my belt
So they stay true to me
No friends, I drive like you like me
Fists up, wearing your Nikes, chin up
Fighter, but you aren't gonna fight me
Pull up, [?] see you in my driveway
No friends, I drive like you like me
[Chorus]
Chin up chin up chin up
I write your eulogy
240 no number plates how I get registry
Embossed in my memory
Car keys another accessory
Hanging off the chain of my belt
So they stay true to me
No friends, I drive like you like me
[Verse]
Looks like a hearse, but not enough room for my eulogy
Never wore gold, 240 act as my jewellery
Looks like it hurts, no time for commuters
Fuck your life, fuck an uber
Funeral, the way that you are they don’t sell insurance
In my rear view mirror why's your number plate gone
Undercover uppercutter back on the ropes you're gutter gaunt
Looks like it hurts in your ear
Gold 240 in your ear
And I’m rough as the dog on the next street
Puncture my tyres
Sinking its teeth like its raw meat
Ask why I took out The back seats
Fuck it, in debt for my outlet
Forgive and forget, thats what i bet
Im rolling through streets like a sore on your neck
[Bridge]
I split the tar, smoke out the window of my car
Fists up
Chin up
Pull up
No friends
[Chorus]
Chin up chin up chin up
I write your eulogy
240 no number plates how I get registry
Embossed in my memory
Car keys another accessory
Hanging off the chain of my belt
So they stay true to me
No friends, I drive like you like me