Skepta

Skepta - I Know There’s Gonna Be (Good Times) (Remix) lyrics

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(Pre-Chorus: Popcaan)

Work every day till me meet ends

Haffi tun it up pon' weekends

Buss a toast, be a real friend

Tell me weh yuh drinking, cah

Work every day till me meet ends

Haffi tun it up pon' weekends

Buss a toast, be a real friend

Tell me weh yuh drinking, cah

(Chorus: The Persuasions)

I know there's goin' to be good times

There's goin' to be good times

There's goin' to be good times

There's goin' to be good

I know there's goin' to be good times

There's goin' to be good times

There's goin' to be good times

There's goin' to be good

I know there's goin' to be good times

There's goin' to be good times

There's goin' to be good times

There's goin' to be good

(Verse: Skepta)

I just spent four nights in the trap

Tryna get racks on racks

More than a hundred missed calls

And I didn't call one of them back

Now I'm in the club with the gang

And we're all dressed in black

The traphouse closed fo' the weekend

Man are goin' to be right back

Thought it was all about fame

Don't hide yo feelings when ya see me on stage

I got a first class ticket to the top

And no, ya can't stop that plane

It's the Boy Better Know campaign

Every day we pop champagne

Celebrate life like Christmas day

Don't care about what a man's sayin'

(Pre-Chorus)

(Chorus)

(Verse 2: Frisco)

No more bills on my conscience

Manna been puttin' in work constant

Celebratin' life with my dargs dem

We've been havin' us a real nigga conference

Laughin' and jokin', smokin' the highest grade

I stay clean in the baddest apparel

Tryna stay far from the crab in the barrel

If I make it rain, ya will need more than a flannel

Call off, I don't want to pop a tool off and tell a hater goodbye

Look at my mum, she's smiling, my team's flying

So right now it's good times

Two middle fingers up to those that told me that I shouldn't chase my dream

But now man are shinin', you're silent

My man ain't sayin' nothin', he's Mr. Bean

It's all good though

(Pre-Chorus)

(Chorus)

(Verse 3: Skepta & Frisco)

Yeah yeah, ya know that it's OTF

Me and the mandem, and the ladies too

Tonight's goin' to be a movie, betta bring Martin Scorsese through

I'm wavy, who's goin' to try, but yo late-arse ______(?)

Get restored back to yo factory settings

Man's neva been in London when it's shutdown

She's goin' to lose her mind when I touchdown

Cause by the way my tracksuit droppin'

She can see that I just went shoppin'

Them niggas don't like us around here

Tell the security I'm bringin' my whole block in

Raise a glass to my team fo' blazin' up the whole scene, and we ain't plannin' on stoppin'

Tell the bar owner it's time fo' a lock-in

And we ain't goin' home till the law comes knockin'

(Pre-Chorus)

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