Lyrics Do. You. Love. Me? (V1) [Demo] - Ommz

(Ayyyy yo my bro)
(Yh bro it's been a minute)
(We need to hit the stu,)
(They don't know about the versatility)
(Yo Ommz,)
(Wys my guy)
(Trusssss me been a long minute still)
(But hear what?)
(You down tonight?)
3styleee
Do you love me
Are you special
That's why i sip
This henny with redbull
(Sip it)
That's why I sip
This henny with redbull
Step on the street
My lifestyle mental
Step on the street
My lifestyle mental
Step on the street
My lifestyle stressful
(Huh)
Loose off the liquor,
Dunks on feet
Head phones in
When I step to the station
Gone to the shops for a 22 riz
Gotts spud boss no complaining
Gone to the platform
Mind that gap,
So look where the train is,
Watch for the train,
Don't crease them trainers,
Stay complacent,
Half them man will go for the staining
Low vibrations,
Gotta get out,
Gotta do him proud,
Can't hug my mum while smelling of
Loud
Soon I'll give her £1 million pounds
Soon I'll give her a yard
In Glasgow
Chill in the stu
With henny in glasses
Stick on the whiteboard
Tick of the targets
Ain't just a rapper
Know I'm an artist
(KV)
A million ways to make it
But I'm gonna make it my way
Double CCs and I'm suited
Get ready for the mo yh
I'm booted!
This bad b
Wanna pass on a Monday
But I told her
Slide thru Friday
I'm BLUFFING!
No time for the yat dem
Gotta stay money motivated
Gotta get this cash in hand
Gotta this crypto money in bands
Quick trip to the Island Crete
Gotta getaway
Gotta settle down for the week
F*ck that might push it to 2
F*ck that might
Push it some more(more)
Sipping on a blue lagoon
But when
I get back to ends
There's a lot to do
(I love that sound from the Rev,
Normal ting but I don't do f
This girl f asked how I make my p,
Coz I just spent 3.5 in NYC
I really don't know how I myself,
I just do my ting
and build up my wealth
Goto the gym
And I work on health,
Then smoke in the
move so stealth)
Smoke in the st
Used to be playgrounds
Bro just ducking
And weaving
RISKY
I was tinie,
Young with a tempeh,
Smoke on a back strap
Get so frisky
Old school Wiley,
Old school Devin,
Step to the motive
I get so tipsy
Nike t with the baggy bottoms
Timbs on feet,
When I step to the shoobs
Carhart jeans
With the 95s
Back of the room
I be up with the gs
Back of the room,
I be preeing the vibes
Do my ting fuck evil eye,
The girl ain't special don't believe that hype
Don't believe that hype
Don't call me LUCKI
Bro with the cheffers
Call him Chucky
Pen be the weapon
Step with the brucky
I love all tings,
Skinny or fluffy
I don't discriminate,
Need illustrate
How the music loves me
How I love this music,
I need to do this
Just do it
(Swear downnnnn)
(No i cantttttt)
(Yeahhhhhh)
Wag1 for certain man
Them certain man
Aren't certain!
Certain!
Them certain man
Ain't learning
When will it stop?
I don't know
Hurry up for the payroll
Every day
Is the same old same old
Knife violence
Up in the ends
Try catch man
Nobody lacking
Little bro
Just ducking and weaving
Fucked up
He's fucked up
He's struggling
(sigh)
(sigh)
He's speeding
On a long way road
Jus trying to get home
He'll figure it out
You'll learn on your own
That's life
That's how it goes
Pray to God
That's how I catch it
In my bag
That's 24 magic
Loose off the liqueur
Finished this song,
Need to get home
But somethings wrong
Ends get frosty aroma strong
They don't care
Who you are
Or where you're from
Just be diligent,
Don't be reckless
Coz they kill civilians
To the bag
Like Bruno and Andy
Trying to fly out
Of the bits like Sandy
No we can't
Be no Bonnie and Clyde
That's bitch told lies
No ride or die
Bro just rev
That 125
Off of the mains
Off of the mains,
Need a time piece
AP plain Jane
Need me a yard
With a view in Spain
Soon get paid
Off this this shit with pain