CDP - 3 Piece Team Lyrics

Alright fellas
How you doing
What you saying bro
I'm blessed man I've just been thinking ya know we haven't done a song together for a while
Do you wanna do some nice little bars?
Let's do this
Yeah? Cam tell em something man

Travelling far, writing these bars
Up on my phone while the lighting is dark
Got all these bangers just up in the vault
And I'm bringing the illest I'm bout to go hard
Pick the pistol up and pop a n*gga
No my shots will never miss ya
I've been riding with the proper killers
They gonna get ya were bigger and better
Were bringing the heat like dank weather
Living forever you better take a look
No games, doing it properly
I ain't playing monopoly I got real life property
And they still try copy me
Copy cat take a look at that roll a back strap and back that
I'm badder than back hands from black nans
I've got mans that
Be popping if you ever tried stopping me
Riding out this odyssey
Bitch I am the prophecy
And I know that ain't no mother f*cker is on top of me
End game we same same but different
Imma finish him
Steady tryna work out where my liver is
It's ridiculous
Now you feeling this
Compare me to a God but you cant even f*cking tell me what the difference is
Always on my a shit
N*gga can I say shit
Tell me is it even possible for you to hate this
I'm in your head
Like Freddie when you go to bed
All the shit I'm droppings heavy like my bars is lead

I thought I'd become a musician
Yeah girls like music a lot
And then I'd fall for a girl who's a songwriter too
And ironically hangs around artists a lot
Hard to stand out in a crowd when
You and the crowd are the same with the same intentions
Of making a name most pagans stray from the lane
I stay the same I ain't changing to play their games
It's a new feeling a new wave
Different day same motive a new rave
Late night Monday early Tuesday wake and bake with a fat backstrap zoot mate
Just to decipher my feelings
My thoughts are revealing
The smoke gets me higher now my heads in the ceiling
I hit the roof with all of the things I'm dealing with, yeah
All the shit I've been dispensing
Need to hold an intervention for my own mind
I've been staying out when its home time
Cos I know when I'm alone I
Am the king procrastinator when its show time
Centre stage with pent up rage
I bent this page to mark the place
I vent away the main frustrations that cave away inside my brain waves
I just smile to hide the thoughts and to save face
In a blazed state got an eighth at some mates rates
Now I'm hella baked with a face that remains bait
I just ate cake that's the munchies I take fate
In my own hands make food then I vacate
I'm having a hell of a time writing relevant rhymes
In the venom disguise of our enemies
I tend to be sly
So just enter my mind or keep walking
Consider this a firm warning

Never been the type to try and get all twisted
Like ligaments I'm killing the illigimate business
Running the game and make millions
But never seem to see the f*cking money
Looking kinda bummy on a brum town wave kinda funny
With the memes that I make on the daily
Im taking the page out
Scribble it down and blaze haze on the stage
With my bruddas getting wavey
Its cdp
Triple up and its a 3 piece team
And make beats shake when were running lyrics again
Killing a trend with the trap flow drilling again
Killing a riddim when I'm banging like its cilit and then
I just spray a little bar with the
Look at what I cooked up
Give it a whiff give it a look bruv
Run it back give me the juice I get it shook
Took a while to be writing a flow but I've got it f*cked up
(Tsk tsk)
Never could you do it like me
Mr meaner on the lyrics nath smoking the keys I mean please
You couldn't do it like me
I'm a wild yute look at my name see what I be

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