M1llionz, AJ Tracey - Provisional Licence Lyrics

Mum said, "Surround yourself with winners"
Instead I surround myself with spinners
All I ever wanted was that Bimmers
Now all I ever wanted was that skinners (FaNaTix)

Yo, provisional license, no one in the passy
Half brick of bujj, man, this ain't amnesia (skrr)
Need to marry me a girl in the USA
That's the only way that I'm gettin' this visa (haha)
Need a place to stay but Jill's movin' funny
I think she's with the Liverpool dealers
My phone went slow, so I'm schemin'
On the albos, glad bro did cop the heat seeker
Last year I was stressed, I lost my wing job
Now I feel like I got no ratings (stress)
Had to bad up the server yute
Try put two potatoes on this plastic plate ting (dickhead)
Says twelve on my canteen sheet
But I got like three bills in my private savings (how?)
On soch' with a towel on my head
'Cah the mandem are wild with hot water aimin' (woosh)
Has your phone ever rung so much that you're chillin'
And you think you can hear it ringin'?
But it's just your imagination
KMT pissin', not my hotline blingin' (blingin')
Most of my mates in prison
'Cah man chat too much like flirtin' women (snitchin')
Free bro, man, I miss him
Been so much years since last man seen him

Mum said, "Surround yourself with winners"
Instead I surround myself with spinners
Just me and my girl in this old plate dingers
Everything pushed to the side like wingers
All I ever wanted was that Bimmers
Now all I ever wanted was that skinners
Ain't got time to bake and rave with niggas
That ain't trynna rise up and chase these figures

Mum said, "Surround yourself with winners"
Instead I surround myself with spinners
Just me and my girl in this old plate dingers
Everything pushed to the side like wingers
All I ever wanted was that Bimmers
Now all I ever wanted was that skinners
Ain't got time to bake and rave with niggas
That ain't trynna rise up and chase these figures (Brass)

'69 plate Lambo', provisional license, takin' a risk
Twenty in cash on my lap, my bro's wapped up
I ain't takin' a frisk (facts)
What do you know 'bout takin' a young boy's prof'
'Cause his partner's takin' a piss? (Gimme that)
Us man are licensed to carry like Uber
Pull up on a pagan and give him a lift (yeah)
Old school, I had the tiniest Nike backpack
All of my books dem bent up (ha)
Mums thought sons in the ends went AWOL
Really was a OT sender (Kway up)
The phones went down, so the yute got lucky
I had his whole life in my palm (brr)
But I when I piss, better ring the alarm
'Cause I'll put my PRS check on the arm
Mum said, "Surround yourself with people like-minded
We don't part with the evil" (mumsie)
Draw me out and the team gets regal
We'll make your marrow fly high like eagle
I'm Sosa, I call the shots
If you fuck me, I'll shut your whole ting down (down)
I made it out, so my folks dem proud
Don't wait 'til man's dead, celebrations now (let's go)

Mum said, "Surround yourself with winners"
Instead I surround myself with spinners
Just me and my girl in this old plate dingers
Everything pushed to the side like wingers
All I ever wanted was that Bimmers
Now all I ever wanted was that skinners
Ain't got time to bake and rave with niggas
That ain't trynna rise up and chase these figures

Mum said, "Surround yourself with winners"
Instead I surround myself with spinners
Just me and my girl in this old plate dingers
Everything pushed to the side like wingers
All I ever wanted was that Bimmers (shit, is that the boydem behind?)
Nah, all I ever wanted was that skinners
Ain't got time to bake and rave with niggas (oh, yeah it is)

"I think it's rah deep, all is well you know
Deffo gonna try and spin a ting
But don't worry, man, I got it"
"So what you gonna do?"
"It's cool, man, I told you I got this"
"Don't be speeding with me Miguel"
"Just relax man and put on your seatbelt, you're talking too much"
"I can't do this, you ain't even got a full license"
"Yes, officer"
"PC, my car is from Thornton Hill police station"