The Warm Up Lyrics – JJ Esko
Singer: JJ Esko
Title: The Warm Up
Had to get away from people that were holding me back
Backbiting, wish i could fill the holes in my back
Dad died and i was just feeling lost in the trap
I had times when it was just me with the wap
Looking out for everyone, now i’m feeling drained
Yeah we got the same goals but we ain’t got the same aim
We ain’t got the same pain
What’s understood don’t need to be explained
You’d do the same if you came where we coming from
Doing bad things but it felt like nothing wrong
So what’s going on? i’m just tryna get it gone
sh#t was kinda gеtting long so i had to get him bun
And i just got nfa, sorry for the promises that nеver remain
It ain’t my fault for what i never became
But when sh#t gets hard, i put my head up and pray
Pockets fat like moscow from money heist
Feeling like prince naseem in ’95
Amir khan in ’09, ik in ‘010
Mover in ‘012, p#ss# you can hold ten
Wise, i was young, i lived my life, it was tragic
Don’t cry cause it’s done, just smile cause it happened
Gotta thank bro, he brought me back to this rapping
I been out there trapping, they been doing it for fashion
Used to kick ball, no goals, we had dustbins
Man tried lean with the gun so we rushed him
Man’s been g from the jump, we ain’t fronting
Tryna make suttin outta nuttin, got it jumping
I ain’t watching no man, i swear these p#ssies are just getting old
Fans keep on telling me to make a song with so and so
But they don’t know that i don’t f#ck with so and so
Anytime i see them man, trust me they ain’t going home
Gotta watch ahead of me, praying they remember me
Licking shots in wembley, made it clap like assembly
When i was younger, licking moves in loughborough
Done him in his head but brudda got him through the jumper
I still wonder but i ain’t got time, i need to grind before i’m six foot under
I been a hustler, got it from my hunger
I changed my number cah i don’t wanna answer
I treated music like the trap and then i started seeing progress
No f#cking cap bro cah i nearly been homeless
I was spitting bars when i was next door to gomez
Next door to pect, they gave my brother ro a twelve stretch
Used to risk my life for nothing, i got better sh#t to lose
And if you’re f#cking with the opps then i can never f#ck with you
Cause i was sending man to shop when they were sending me to school
All the trials and tribulations why i’m never in the mood
On my life we’re doing birds and they told me it ain’t worth it
Tried to put the money first and finally fam it’s working
I’d be lying if i said i ain’t hurting
So i’m in a dinger with a dotty, tryna burn it
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