Video Wok To Blackrock de Ahmed With Love 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Ahmed With Love - Wok To Blackrock Lyrics

[Verse 1: Curtisy]
I put me soul in the music (Yeah yeah)
I really do this (Yeah)
I wanna know what the truth is (Yeah)
I'm not foolish (Yeah yeah)
Step on the beat and I'm pooping (Uh yeah)
I'm like the new ting (Yeah)
Switching it up like a mood ring (switching it up, I'm switching it up)
Finish the liquor real quick, I'm filling the cup (Huh?)
Up to the top, no matter how much is in it, it isn't enough (Yeah)
I'm too comfortable cause everyone been biggin' me up (Yeah yeah)
They want a piece of the pie, it isn't the love (Oh)
Got this beat off Rory Sweeney, think it might fit like a glove
They brought a stick in the club, I brought a spliff in the tub (Yuh)
All these sessions get depressing, chap, it isn't a buzz (Yeah)
You said this shit doesn't slap, but it literally does (Slap)

[Verse 2: Ahmed, With Love.]
I get shy, I can't talk in the club, so I do my silly little dance
Look what I can do with my hands
You don't even know what I can do with my hands
I was in Tengu getting real sturdy
Workman's getting real sturdy
I was at Soundhouse getting real sturdy
Dropping real low, I was getting real dirty
I was too high at the EMBY gig so I snuck out the back and I left real early
Six Four Locos, that's 30
Now I gotta go cold turkey, psych nah
I just got 34 White Claws
I was in the backstage, you was on the sidewalks
I was lit, you was rolling with the lights off
At the right cost shows get sold out
I smoked trees like breeze, I was blown out
On the beat with ease, I zoned out
Stocking lettuce and cheese on the roll now
I took the Wok to Blackrock
Selling out shows with a Mac and FL crack downloaded on my laptop
[Verse 3: Lonely Chap]
Pass the joint to me like they just passed me the Olympic torch
If it's paper blunts, I beat, I think I need some shit to scorch
I just blazed a big spliff, I'm chilling in this little Porche
Threw the keys into the sea, I think I need some shit to pour
Her eyes are open doors, but Evanescence said it first
She went to hate but she gave up, I think she smelled the essence first
I'm fighting sleep, I'm fighting K holes
I fought depression first
They always say the best is last
At last I rest, I rest me worries
Coughin' up, I'm throwin' down
I'm throwin' up, but I hold you down
I can still G Lock it
If I'm going white, I'm going brown
I've been feeling tired, I've been fatigued
I'm like a soldier now
And we've been people but I never noticed you are older now
2 wide body Benz, it ain't double barrel
Saw'n off like the filter when you smokin' Carrolls
I've been soarin' like a bird they plucked me making arrorws
When I die just wrap me around the body like paper at the [?]
That's 50 times 32, that's 1600
I'm acting like I'm cool, but that's some big league numbers
Now I couldn't keep the stick I'm not a big tree hugger
Burnin' through the streets until the fucking streets see rubber