Central Cee - One Up (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Central Cee - One Up (en) Lyrics
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Uh, they think they got one up on us
Don't trust bitches, out all my dargs,
there's some I can trust (Huh)
They think they got one up on
us (That's what they think)
Got PTSD, nearly done up a
fan 'cause they ran up on
us (Baow, baow, baow)
The fake do a good job blending
in with the real these days, but
I still tell the difference
Realness get recognition, I recognised
that from a distance
See it from far (Wait)
Bare ANPR, told bro, "Beg you don't
smoke weed in the car" ('Low it)
It feels good to see me in the charts,
I used to hit shots, sell rock
and link in parks (Alright)
You've been warned, I'll
ring the alarm
They talk 'bout the trap, they
ain't been in it once
YG got the trench coat on, it's black
and long like a Christian nun
Tryna locate me a new plate, I don't
put trust in vintage guns
Stop winging and go get some money,
what's wrong with these self-
inflicted bums? (Alright)
For my livelihood, push white in
my hood, but I don't recommend
it, there's no longevity
"Central, don't forget me", money
don't make me lose my memory
A2 Anti, do man badly, do that
gladly (Baow, baow, baow)
I treat every day like a Monday
mornin', I treat every
month like a January
D.T.B, I don't trust bitches
Out all my dargs, there's
some I can trust
Won't even lie, I got PTSD
Nearly done up a fan 'cause
they ran up on us
I left home when I was fourteen
YJ was ten and the man of the house
We go from babies straight to men
Get some money, relive your childhood
Shawty think that I'm childish (Why?)
Tryna pull down my trousers
Rip man out of my Calvin's (Kleins)
Out of sight, out of mind
We ain't gotta jump out this ride
Unwind the window, keep it simple
Try hit man off his mountain bike
Link up with the ganja farmer
Cuttin' down plants, no agriculture
Leave it to God, we don't
practice obeah
Plan it correct, we gon'
catch him (Haha)
I can't go broke, that's a no-no
Can't fall off, that's awkward (Awks)
My chain cost sixty thousand
Cool, that's a club performance
(Alright)
I don't like braggin'
I'm a lowlife but I like high fashion
Amiri denim, it cost an arm and a
leg and the jeans still saggin'
Bro's still chinging,
bro's still trapping
Yinging and Yanging,
I need more balance
Baby, I just wanna fuck
I'm sorry, I don't wanna
meet your parents
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