slowthai — Ladies

[Verse 1] Lions don't lose sleep over the opinion of sheep Nothing seems real 'til it lands at your feet We all pay bills, I've got gaps in my teeth They never gave me luck, they're just gaps in my teeth I smile a lot; why not? Fine girls getting eyed up, it's best to keep your eyes shut Too nice to keep my eyes off That's fresh cake, hands off Crush grapes and bake off I always take days off, praying that it pays off Stereotype me as a waster See myself like a Baidar, never been a faker Baby boy from the manger, east midlands popper Pocker think I'm selling A-class Went to see a doctor, he said my life was made up What you do with no options? Like a squirrel for an acorn, pulling out my hair I ain't getting no cornrows Searching for gold at the end of the rainbow I'm at a yellow brick road, doing up angel Tell her do it 'cus I say so In Bagel King I ain't trying to get a Bagel, life of sin Can you give the boy a halo? Can you give the boy a bly? I'm just tryna get by, always told me lies Now they stood outside, pray I demise I'm an eagle flying, through the breeze, they chat I glide Like STEEZ, I'm T-sus Christ Late night when I'm twice as nice Like your girl's cooking that your mumsy niced Like your girl's cooking that your mumsy niced [Chorus] This one's for the ladies, 'cause they have our babies And they drive us crazy, but they made us men This one's for the ladies, 'cause they have our babies And they drive us crazy, but they made us men [Verse 2] Thorn in my foot, no one helped me out I'm not unpure, neither good, like that's not allowed I tried talking to God, can you help me out? Never got a response, only asked as a child Been unsure on trial, I'm sure that I'll walk this aisle Caught this flight, déjà vu, already lived this life So the path that I'm on yeah, this one's mine No more sleep, no more lines No more breachin', no more fines No more tag and no more nights In on the curfew, early nights No more jobseekers No more team leaders, who ain't been leaders No more swinging out fights Everybody swinging out knives, like nobody dies But it's scumbag season I'll come back when no comeback needed Man like lil' Joab squeezing Prolly smoke more I'm leaning 8 year old's blow bags breathing Nowadays cognac sipping Back then? Scumpy sipping Lambrini, never wore Cabrini Gotta find my Avirex They'll sell themselves short for flavors I wouldn't sell myself out for a bill and acres I want a wife that's gracious Then we can get a yard that's big in Barbados I appreciate queens 'cus they made us I'll part the sea, what's your fragrance, tasting like Baileys Put me in a spell like seance Shelter when it's rainy, Bob Marley, what's your preference? [Bridge] Yeah, this one's for the Yeah, this one's for the Yeah, this one's for the [Chorus] This one's for the ladies, 'cause they have our babies And they drive us crazy, but they made us men This one's for the ladies, 'cause they have our babies And they drive us crazy, but they made us men (Brrt)