Lyrics CGM – Preeing

(M1 On The Beat)
I’m preeing
I’m preeing
Where’s my man? Can’t see him

There was more than 4+3 man locked so we stepped in 2s or 1s
That was more than half my squad but we still got round and got shit done
Little man does drills in the daytime, but I ain’t seen him come
I done drills in the daytime but it was late night when I got J1
Like who you thinks winning this one, I’ve done drills bait, civilians run, had hospital beds all twinning and stuff
Times get rough
Free my guy like slugz, we was live in the p just twinning our brucks
But the 4’s the prettiest one, I don’t like 22s ’cause they don’t do much
I heard times round there was tough, but I made them a whole lot tougher
DPD I deliver, if your local go ring that buzzer
Man get left in the gutter, brudda, man make pagans suffer
I got smokey on a Friday, and I weren’t with cube or tucker
Bad man turn to runner, that’s how I got locked down last summer
Man sliding, step with the lightning, make man feel that thunder
Still put faith in the plug, me nuh haffi make sure it ain’t a PP under
On line got supper, bandits mash pies like pukka

I’m preeing
I’m preeing
Where’s my man? Can’t see him

I’m rekky, I’m bait
I’m ready, I’m steady I grip on my blade
Play with them lives like heavenly grace
Step in sin for the blood man crave
Could have got away if he kept his pace
And this bitch on me too giddy, hold up give man space (Fuck off)
What’s good, what you got on your plate
Sleep on man get snaked and stained
If I don’t like my man, too tough, two man, two
?, One stain
Hella man skate when the 44s played, bands on bands in the trap all day
Facetime to your bae, tell her go low and don’t come my way
Flake turn rocks, that’s bands of yay
Prep that pack then send man kway
Drills still get done on them man’s estate
Who done that drill, let them know on purpose
They hear my name and they’re nervous
Nothing less than attempted murders
I was really trying to catch that body
So pissed when a nigga resurfaced
They don’t wanna see me in person
And I put that on every gun that we purchase
Chitty chat chat
Them man are just good with wording
Wet man down, pass my shank, tell bro close them curtains
Wet man down, pass my shank, tell bro close them curtains

I’m preeing
I’m preeing
Where’s my man? Can’t see him
Just got the drop that he’s reeing, preeing
He’s soon getting tailed all evening
I’m preeing
I’m preeing
Where’s my man? Can’t see him
Just got the drop that he’s reeing, preeing
He’s soon getting tailed all evening
I’m preeing
I’m preeing
Where’s my man? Can’t see him
Just got the drop that he’s reeing, preeing
He’s soon getting tailed all evening
I’m preeing
I’m preeing
Where’s my man? Can’t see him
Just got the drop that he’s reeing, preeing
He’s soon getting tailed all evening
(M1 On The Beat)