Lyrics Blacked Out - AJ Tracey
Tracksuit
grey,
black,
blue
I
was
just
a
hope-filled
kid
like
you
Left
ends
broke,
gotta
win,
can't
lose
Everyting
fresh
when
I
came
back
through
Saying
they're
a
road
brudda,
that's
not
true
I'm
not
second
but
I
am
top
two
See
me
in
the
club
with
the
team
Them
blacked
out
so
you
know
I've
gotta
wear
a
black
top
too
Tracksuit
grey,
black,
blue
I
was
just
a
hope-filled
kid
like
you
Left
ends
broke,
gotta
win,
can't
lose
Everyting
fresh
when
I
came
back
through
Saying
they're
a
road
brudda,
that's
not
true
I'm
not
second
but
I
am
top
two
See
me
in
the
club
with
the
team
Them
blacked
out
so
you
know
I've
gotta
wear
a
black
top
too
Trap,
trap,
trap
lines
gone
and
the
trap's
gone
too
Triceps
gone
and
my
traps
gone
too
Now
you
wear
tracksuits
listening
to
"That's
Not
Me"
But
we
all
know
that's
not
you
Said
you've
got
a
new
flow,
that's
not
new
When
you
sound
like
me
but
you
spray
like
you
If
we've
got
beef
then
I'm
bringing
out
Marvel
Man
better
know
I'm
bring
Capcom
too
Man
did
Belgium
twice
in
a
week
Then
I
flew
Bordeaux
for
a
slice
of
the
cheese
So
many
shows
that
a
man
can't
sleep
I
ain't
even
really
got
time
for
a
beat
Mummy
said
"Go
son,
go
boy,
eat"
Did
it
on
my
own
no
scam,
no
cheat
No
label,
no
chat,
no
meet
All
love
here,
no
gap,
no
sweet
Niggas
in
my
ends
hate
me
'cause
they're
nothing
But
I
still
rep
for
the
West
End
streets
I'll
never
get
a
G
check
from
a
neek
Now
I've
got
bread
don't
think
we
can
beef
Yeah,
if
I
do
well,
they
attack
Trust
me,
I'm
never
going
out
whack
My
Spanish
miss
said
I'm
gonna
fail
'cause
I'm
brown
Bet
you
thought
I
was
gonna
say
black
Tracksuit
grey,
black,
blue
I
was
just
a
hope-filled
kid
like
you
Left
ends
broke,
gotta
win,
can't
lose
Everyting
fresh
when
I
came
back
through
Saying
they're
a
road
brudda,
that's
not
true
I'm
not
second
but
I
am
top
two
See
me
in
the
club
with
the
team
Them
blacked
out
so
you
know
I've
gotta
wear
a
black
top
too
Tracksuit
grey,
black,
blue
I
was
just
a
hope-filled
kid
like
you
Left
ends
broke,
gotta
win,
can't
lose
Everyting
fresh
when
I
came
back
through
Saying
they're
a
road
brudda,
that's
not
true
I'm
not
second
but
I
am
top
two
See
me
in
the
club
with
the
team
Them
blacked
out
so
you
know
I've
gotta
wear
a
black
top
too
I
ain't
really
tryna
be
political
I've
got
an
impact
and
it's
physical
I
am
not
a
role-model
rudeboy
Don't
follow
me
and
don't
hang
from
my
lyrical
You've
got
bare
art
but
it's
digital
So
don't
try
to
send
for
the
London
Prince
To
win's
nothing
less
than
a
miracle
Man
will
get
a
lift
like
it's
spiritual
Man
will
get
a
lift
like
a
boss
man
Five
star
'cause
he
had
an
aux
in
the
Uber
Didn't
even
hit
him
that
hard
and
he
dived
'cause
you're
a
diver
Like
you've
got
a
snorkel
or
a
scuba
Remember
my
roots,
pulled
a
maneuver
Went
in
the
door,
cleaned
up
like
a
hoover
Don't
get
excited
because
I
left
radio
sets
If
I
ever
walk
in,
I'm
Akuma
Na,
Frieza,
Cell,
Buu,
Broly
Still
got
friends
that'll
leave
man
holey
And
I've
got
friends
on
the
deen
all
holy
I
did
the
grief,
on
my
friend's
guacamole
Mole
blud,
mole
Mates
pulled
up,
blood,
pulled
'way
I
ain't
got
a
CV
but
if
I
did
It
would
say
that
I'm
all
about
cream
like
Olay
Tracksuit
grey,
black,
blue
I
was
just
a
hope-filled
kid
like
you
Left
ends
broke,
gotta
win,
can't
lose
Everyting
fresh
when
I
came
back
through
Saying
they're
a
road
brudda,
that's
not
true
I'm
not
second
but
I
am
top
two
See
me
in
the
club
with
the
team
Them
blacked
out
so
you
know
I've
gotta
wear
a
black
top
too
Tracksuit
grey,
black,
blue
I
was
just
a
hope-filled
kid
like
you
Left
ends
broke,
gotta
win,
can't
lose
Everyting
fresh
when
I
came
back
through
Saying
they're
a
road
brudda,
that's
not
true
I'm
not
second
but
I
am
top
two
See
me
in
the
club
with
the
team
Them
blacked
out
so
you
know
I've
gotta
wear
a
black
top
too
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