Lyrics Pure Gold Freestyle - Tax

Yeah Yeah Yeah

Nobodies buying it

Still Trill

Tax

I can't buy what they shot these days
I'm in the market daily and nobodies buying it
I hear your musics coming up short like your packs my g real talk stop eyeing it
I never started to rap for the bag
I made music to destress and put my life in
It's like every young g waan rap
But the truth is they don't wanna put not time in
Nuff mandem wanna try watch my ting
But really should worry bout the beds their lying in
Your ladies a groupie I bucked It I flewd it
But we don't do names real gs move silent

I tried to look deep in her Iris
I couldn't see past the fake lash on her eyelids
But I know all glitters ain't gold so I told my b stay shining shining
I need a 100 shows this year
Rampz tell the promoter anywhere I'm flying it
Been keeping it kosher
Beat the corona
Back to business who's scheming on my ting

Who was putting in work last year
When it all locked down who was actually writing

Dem man couldn't spin tax stop trying it
I spin that i'm still intact still firing it
Most of these man'd be rich if they got 1 quid for every bar they're lying in
Mask on ya face you don't know bine is
From the 15th so I know what crime
No pub grub this the finest finest

Realtalk i need my name In bold
Still here trilling I came with OBz
This time I'm gone this case is close

I been moving with the thots dem heavy
But really I need peng black girl just like enny
Who likes when I'm tracksuit stepping
I re her nails
And buy her petty
How many times can I state already
It's jus henny weed we don't sip Don Perry
But dem times when life got tekky
I was a real one at the 4front like Temi

Pain and tension built me
Cah dem Newham roads are too silky
See I wouldn't take back what I've seen in my life I'm just grateful
My heart ain't filthy

See mum raised a real one bless her
Now I live my life to impress her
But I really should've took mums advice when she told me bout that one Nessa
Now my hearts on a stretcher
But if your gonna play the thing
Don't moan just play the thing
But sometimes I feel like a want a queen
Cause for a thot I can't be a king

I had a ex that tan like 6 man
And dem times I thought that was mad
But fast forward now its been a few years and 6 ain't looking too bad

I had a ting that love man different
But the cv weren't consistent
And if b ain't blessed with honesty
Then you can bet your life I'm dipping
What's your mission
The truth is
I never had a good dad or blueprint
I was never supposed to move things
I just put on my hat n do bits

Tax

I just wanna be free, for life
Gimme dues for my time
I give it all for my grind
I know nanna stay praying for me
That's when I get a sign
That the things all on my mind
Are not as bad they seem
She got 3/4 bros as this thing unfolds
But baby say she love a man

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