[Verse: vinayvvs]
Bohot saari cheezein jo rakhti hai mujhe hai grind pe
2018 waala look maa ki eyes pe
Jab bola maa ko “dekha murder maine site pe”
Wo aakein dimaag mein chapi huwi jaise painting hi-fi
Ya phir ladki ki thighs hai
Aur bhi cheezein rakhti mujhe grind pe
Jaise bhailog mere margaye
Dekhi choti life hai
Hustler shuru se main kasam meri knife pe
2019 music start par uske pehle mera mind yehi
Dimaag main khaali paisa tha, socha paise milte hi saari dikkat gayab
Dikkat hai ab zyaada badhi gayal
Pehle dikkat ki thi plate hai khaali, jeb hai khaali, maa bechari
Jeeti lottery music se ab hai itne issues mujhe tissues dedo
Aasu main bahata na toh
Survivor’s guilt, imposter syndrome, PTSD yeh toh bas hai demo
Judge karte yeh badhe log ab merko
Bolte kapde aur basha iski dekho
Imposter syndrome tha mujhe shuru se
Jab karte jhol hum streets pe, lagta tha na main belong
Phir jab music banayi aur dekhi high-life, socha idhar bhi na main belong
Par kam se kam the bande streets pe asli na the high-society jaise wrong
Paise aaye music se jab bhailog mare
Lagta guilty kyu wo mere saath na khade
Sadak pe kitne saal saath kitne waar kam se kam saath baar saath waar ladhe
Saath kitne saal baal baal bache
PTSD unke maut ki
Survivor’s guilt hai daulat ki
Imposter syndrome mere shaurat ki
Do life jee, shayad pehli life meri amanat thi
D-Rish mara mere samne, RIP
Asal trap boy na marta kabhi
Fell in love pehli baar tha peak
Par na reh paye the hum log saath
Kyuke pehda wo mahal mein aur main pehda on the streets
Pyaar tha asli par tha clash over family
Uski family pehne suits meri family pehne baggy
Usne toh kiya wo accept par uski family classist
Abhi paise mere pas bhi, phir bhi samjhe wo gareeb
Maa kasam uske baad na hua pyaar kisi se bi
Hai darkhwaas kisi se bi
Jo bhi mile agli uske hi jaisi ho
Agar na ho, na phir chahiye rehgi
Aur yeh opportunist hoes na kare mujhe impress
Na karu main entertain inne
Dar hai future mein agar meri beti hogi, hogi inke jaisi
Uski upbringing, meri wajah se issi industry
Late night club beat
Haath se mere bahar niklegi jaldi
Par chahta main dekhe wo meri past life
Kaise kiya maine yeh achieve
Na ek raat ki baat, bhot saal hi maan
Chahta dekhe wo saare mere streets
Par yeh na mumbkin
Probably koi spoilt brat
Middle school ka sapna tha
Badha hokar meri aulaad jiyegi life full flash
Hogi wife full bad
Mera beta full slat
Meri beti all that
First class ka kya faida agar bhai behta bus mein
Bas yeh, dil mera tangta
Bhai mera struggle kare mange wo na help
Usse malum na wo dil mera thodhta
Du main idhar news flash
Industry ka padhda faash
Glitz aur glamour ke piche na milta hai insaaf
Kon hai kiska dost, aaj dost, kal ghost
Kyuke mile usse aur log jinka bank aur load
Matlab dosti idhar cash se naapi jaati
Idhar glam se naapi jati
Idhar flash se naapi jati
Jidhar se main aata, udhar pyaar se naapi jati
Na ka car se naapi jati
Na star se naapi jati
Kaise club mein main udayu cash, kaise jaake 5 star mein baru peth
Agar mere hood mein log hai jinki jebein khaali
Peth hai khaali
Lage mujhe guilty, leta main responsibility
Kyuki wardi waale na de help, courts waale na de help
Par dena chata ab main help
Kyuki ek time pe tha main bhi udhar khed
Waha se nikalna tha blessing aur curse
Kyuki paise toh mile, jeevan me thoda comfort
Par badle mein khoya maine sab
Badha ab hai ghar, dil chota hote jara
Chota pehle ghar, par dil tha mera badha
Kash time mein piche ja sakta
Rooh na bechi phir kyu soulless mujhe lagta
Shayad pehli life thi better kash sold less kiya rehta
Bohot saari cheezein jo rakhti hai mujhe hai grind pe
2018 waala look maa ki eyes pe
Jab bola maa ko “dekha murder maine site pe”
Wo aakein dimaag mein chapi huwi jaise painting hi-fi
Ya phir ladki ki thighs hai
Aur bhi cheezein rakhti mujhe grind pe
Jaise bhailog mere margaye
Dekhi choti life hai
Hustler shuru se main kasam meri knife pe
2019 music start par uske pehle mera mind yehi
Dimaag main khaali paisa tha, socha paise milte hi saari dikkat gayab
Dikkat hai ab zyaada badhi gayal
Pehle dikkat ki thi plate hai khaali, jeb hai khaali, maa bechari
Jeeti lottery music se ab hai itne issues mujhe tissues dedo
Aasu main bahata na toh
Survivor’s guilt, imposter syndrome, PTSD yeh toh bas hai demo
Judge karte yeh badhe log ab merko
Bolte kapde aur basha iski dekho
Imposter syndrome tha mujhe shuru se
Jab karte jhol hum streets pe, lagta tha na main belong
Phir jab music banayi aur dekhi high-life, socha idhar bhi na main belong
Par kam se kam the bande streets pe asli na the high-society jaise wrong
Paise aaye music se jab bhailog mare
Lagta guilty kyu wo mere saath na khade
Sadak pe kitne saal saath kitne waar kam se kam saath baar saath waar ladhe
Saath kitne saal baal baal bache
PTSD unke maut ki
Survivor’s guilt hai daulat ki
Imposter syndrome mere shaurat ki
Do life jee, shayad pehli life meri amanat thi
D-Rish mara mere samne, RIP
Asal trap boy na marta kabhi
Fell in love pehli baar tha peak
Par na reh paye the hum log saath
Kyuke pehda wo mahal mein aur main pehda on the streets
Pyaar tha asli par tha clash over family
Uski family pehne suits meri family pehne baggy
Usne toh kiya wo accept par uski family classist
Abhi paise mere pas bhi, phir bhi samjhe wo gareeb
Maa kasam uske baad na hua pyaar kisi se bi
Hai darkhwaas kisi se bi
Jo bhi mile agli uske hi jaisi ho
Agar na ho, na phir chahiye rehgi
Aur yeh opportunist hoes na kare mujhe impress
Na karu main entertain inne
Dar hai future mein agar meri beti hogi, hogi inke jaisi
Uski upbringing, meri wajah se issi industry
Late night club beat
Haath se mere bahar niklegi jaldi
Par chahta main dekhe wo meri past life
Kaise kiya maine yeh achieve
Na ek raat ki baat, bhot saal hi maan
Chahta dekhe wo saare mere streets
Par yeh na mumbkin
Probably koi spoilt brat
Middle school ka sapna tha
Badha hokar meri aulaad jiyegi life full flash
Hogi wife full bad
Mera beta full slat
Meri beti all that
First class ka kya faida agar bhai behta bus mein
Bas yeh, dil mera tangta
Bhai mera struggle kare mange wo na help
Usse malum na wo dil mera thodhta
Du main idhar news flash
Industry ka padhda faash
Glitz aur glamour ke piche na milta hai insaaf
Kon hai kiska dost, aaj dost, kal ghost
Kyuke mile usse aur log jinka bank aur load
Matlab dosti idhar cash se naapi jaati
Idhar glam se naapi jati
Idhar flash se naapi jati
Jidhar se main aata, udhar pyaar se naapi jati
Na ka car se naapi jati
Na star se naapi jati
Kaise club mein main udayu cash, kaise jaake 5 star mein baru peth
Agar mere hood mein log hai jinki jebein khaali
Peth hai khaali
Lage mujhe guilty, leta main responsibility
Kyuki wardi waale na de help, courts waale na de help
Par dena chata ab main help
Kyuki ek time pe tha main bhi udhar khed
Waha se nikalna tha blessing aur curse
Kyuki paise toh mile, jeevan me thoda comfort
Par badle mein khoya maine sab
Badha ab hai ghar, dil chota hote jara
Chota pehle ghar, par dil tha mera badha
Kash time mein piche ja sakta
Rooh na bechi phir kyu soulless mujhe lagta
Shayad pehli life thi better kash sold less kiya rehta
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