Текст Wretch 32 – 10/10

My nigga, my liver, more liquor
The trick is to pick up a bitch
And go diggin’ for riches, I’m goin’ for gold
Thirty

Ten, ten upon the scales, you should call me «36»
Made money from the yay like my nigga Burna did
Had to tell Burna there, stop tryna burn a bridge
I’m just tryna Mr. Burns, you’re just tryna burn a spliff
Let it burn, let it burn, Burna Boy, burn a bitch
All my niggas unemployed, but know how to work the wrist
All your niggas know my worth when it isn’t worth the risk
You don’t wanna wait your turn but there’s no alternative
(Skrr, skrr, skrr)

My nigga, my liver, more liquor
The trick is to pick up a bitch
And go diggin’ for riches, I’m goin’ for gold
Certain
All of my brothers are fathers, our mothers were fathers
With dozens of partners that struggled to find them some gold
Still we gon’ spend like it never depends
So I hop in that Benz, I don’t want to resent what I see in my lens
Swervy (20-20)
Keep it one hundred, that’s 10 outta 10 outa 10 outta 10 outta 10 outta 10

Live in a struggle, I don’t live in a bubble
Put my daughter to bed, give her a cuddle
Look at the government halfin’ us up and they givin’ us trouble
Well as the governor talkin’ ’bout bangers, I given a couple
(Skrr, skrr, skrr)
I tell all my enemies, «Fuck it, I don’t wanna hear it again»
(Skrr, skrr, skrr)
My bredren, my brother, my right hand, my left, I called him a friend
(Yeah) Back on the prowl, hungry for more, got my back off the ground
Hennessy, water, I’m back on the brown
Say it aloud, «Black and I’m proud»
Classical sound, killin’ the brothers that clappin’ him down
Killin’ each other and droppin’ in flowers
When all of my brothers got magical powers
Do or you don’t, either you run or you will or you won’t
I’m gon’ be honest, I’m bringin’ the rope
Run up on Hollow, I’m bringin’ the smoke
Bringin’ them hope, see when I hustle I keep it afloat
Sweeter than honey, I live in the comb
That nigga from London, I’m bringin’ it home
(Skrr, skrr, skrr)

My nigga, my liver, more liquor
The trick is to pick up a bitch
And go diggin’ for riches, I’m goin’ for gold
Certain
All of my brothers are fathers, our mothers were fathers
With dozens of partners that struggled to find them some gold
(Skrr, skrr, skrr)
Still we gon’ spend like it never depends
So I hope in that Benz, I don’t want to resent what I see in my lens
Swervy (20-20)
Keep it one hundred, that’s 10 outta 10 outa 10 outta 10 outta 10 outta 10

Keep it one hundred, that’s 10 outta 10
I hear the noise when I roll through the ends
I feel at peace when I role in the Benz
They roll on on ease when you go to events
I sold a G when I went to the gents
That’s just a line that went over your head
They’re in the queue just to get to a Z
Army fatigue, now your soldier is dead

Kill ’em with success, that’s just how I kill ’em
Made it out the ends, left you in your feelings
I just wanna stretch, I don’t want a ceiling
I just want to flex, never had a pot to pee in