Krosegrind - Can't You Tell Lyrics

Lyrics Can't You Tell - Krosegrind




Can't you tell
I'm a humble kid started off with a couple of quid
Now I'm making these jibs
Still wanna put me in the back like adlibs
I got a 67 no scribz
Bros moving like R-kelly the way he's touching these kids
Don't do this for the vids
Do this for the casheen
New hand ting and it came with a beam
The middles spinning like a washing machine
Still got white in a bowl I ain't talking ice cream
Still gotta watch for the CID
Cause they might be onto me
I'm just a Young IC3 that wants that brand new Mercedes key
Why why they wan hate on me I'm in the motive get paid to be them man stunt do it blatantly still gotta hold it occasionally told brobro pray for me
Bro pray for me
Cause the streets are rage u see still gotta watch were the paigons be
Them gyal just wanna take off me
Wait what I just take off strips
Rise it up I ain't taking lip
Verbal abuse till I break that kid break the pif
Bag it up then distribute it bad man till bad man get hit
Look
Can't you tell I'm a grinder from the way I'm in love with these funds
I never really liked doing maths
But I've always been good at adding up sums and from the way he runs he's good at using his lungs
Bro got plastic in the back he ain't talking no fake bums cause he'll wrap it up in some cling
My older said hakunamata hakunamata don't worry bout a thing
Cause if they touch you we'll let it ring
If you get bagged just don't sing if I got a wap then why swing
Use your head and start running I remember that day when the heat was too high and the whole of the food started burning
Looking like a wage reduction so I had to shot in the function cause I needed to balance my numbers still got thoughts going over my head like some jumpers
And the food came soft and round I ain't talking good bumpers
Bro said don't bring the tumpers
He's out there everyday searching for prey just like hunters
But I got a blasian one and she come so sweet like Pocahontas
Like Pocahon
Aye aye
Like Pocahontas
Can't you tell I'm a grinder
Boots in a nine mans match fit
Make it stretch like elastic get the bag and then it flips like gymnastics
OT so lonely I was a loner now my names spreading like corona rise it up and let us buss like a boner



Writer(s): Kymi Rose


Krosegrind - Can't You Tell - Single
Album Can't You Tell - Single
date of release
26-04-2020



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