12omo - Apollo Lyrics

Stress on my head gotta cut it loose
Still I'm smooth I'm that dude
Duck feathers in the jacket that's gotta be goose
Red and green on the side of my shoes
Talk is cheap but the walk expensive
Move in silence the style's intensive
Now a days it's all a power craze
Ain't even gotta give youths incentive
Whips cork up the exit and the entrance
If you wanna get out better pull ya wet out
How's ya English that's a long sentence
Worse if you're laying in the yard of a reverend
All that's left of you
Couple YouTube vid's there to view
And it's a shame
Shame I have to say that's the game
But ain't one avenue to blame
But let me switch the mood
Truth be told I don't feel ya tunes
Truth be told ya probably don't feel mine that's cool
Don't write for but I'll write at you
You don't want any part of this pen
Flower pot men, Bill and Ben
Ben and bill, want a beat
1000 bills, she wanna beat
I give her chills
Chillin' out, on a couch
Stick it down, through the rounds
Stick and move, bob and weave
Don't spill tea man are sipping juice
Social anxiety got me moving alone
That's a lie I been moving alone
Since I was allowed to walk street on my own

Win
Ride out with ma dukes that's twYnn
Say you push weight that's gotta be gym
Can't fall in love with a - that's grim
Cut through clean and classy that's him
Yeah that's me, gotta win
Check Mark and Leo for the trim
But that's more than hair, it's a Virgo ting
Look I swear these emcees don't wanna test
'Cause they'll fail, that's an F
That's an L, better than me
Go to hell, go to heck
Disrespect, work for free
Run the cheque, check the invoice
And pay the fee, and it's bless
Pay it cash, then invest

So I was like yeah
I dunno wah gwan for Dem deh over there
Dem nuh like me, dem can't stand me
Mi hear dem a talk, but dem love chat me
Talk too, but my actions back me
If you a guh talk, talk properly
Nobody nuh name taxi
But now we're back to the bars

Feeling blessed
Doin alright, ain't rich yet
Gotta make sure that I make it stretch
Take some to flex, make money have sex
Make money have babies and breed up
Style and pattern make gyal freeze up
All them man business 'bout is wheel up
Drug dealer, hand full of B's like feel ups
Mmm yeah lobbed, over ya head
You pick gyal over bread
I pick the latter and have dem over my clothes instead
But if girlie gets highlighter on this Saint Laurent it's dead
On to the next, mmm
Things you say just sound far fetched
Things I buy from End or from Farfetch
Or Mr Porter
In the drought I bring the water
Life on private, missed the caller
Don't answer those
Do not disturb, ya mans a Ghost
Anti social
But still draw ya cousin at ya aunties social
Quiet more-time but Man can be vocal
You're dutty whine, I'm more like the Bogle
She want drink but I'm more teetotal
For the logic might give her the pro tools
She want the mic you know, test out the vocals
For the kid there aint a thing she won't do
Oi people wanna ask about ya but won't approach you
They say a lot but there's more they don't do
You don't know me, I don't owe you
Told you, clean and classy that's how I go through
Oi listen
And watch who you push to the edge
Headtops can light up like goku
Tactical with the target
Trigger me you'll be tarnished
Then I'm off to nobu
I'd rather be noble
Man are boasy and not boastful
But I wouldn't be hopeful if ya
Think that you're gonna come around here
Thinkin you're sound here mate
You're in deep waters and you'll drown here mate
Tryna be in a surplus
You look like you should be In a circus
Mmhmm clown here mate
Plus I heard you're not welcome 'round the estate
You, got run down by the young g's
No one's doing up beauty
But they're in face masks
Up country
So how you gonna flex like ya comfy uh

So I was like yeah
I dunno wah gwan for Dem deh over there
Dem nuh like me, dem can't stand me
Mi hear dem a talk, but dem love chat me
Talk too, but my actions back me
If you a guh talk, talk properly
Nobody nuh name taxi
But now we're back to the bars