A quick freestyle for you to enjoy while were on lock down. Shouts @wileyofficial who created the instrumental originally.

Drew The First - Morgue Freestyle

‘More’ OUT NOW!!!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vNmy6NfA_Cw

*First of four singles before my EP drops*

This track is about some of the reoccurring thoughts I had when I was I thick of depression. With lockdowns taking place all over the world I hope that everyone is doing what they need to do to keep as healthy as possible, and please check in on people you care about regularly.

Remember to like and share. I appreciate your support!

Special thanks to @aphty_khea @chantal-obrien @conoralbert @little-grim-1 @milafalls @weareothernature for helping me put this track together and Clinton for mixing it and Cam Sander for the music video! 🙌

Drew The First - More feat. Aphty Khea, Chantal, Conor Albert, Mila Falls, Little Grim, Other Nature

Track written and produced by @AlbertGold & Drew The First

Lyrics

It was a shame to say,
I've been a fool,
That someone like you,
Talk like you do,

You said you'll run mountains for me, no,
Came to a point, you let me go,
You just let me go,

Am I forbidden from love,
Forbidden from love,
Am I forbidden from love,
Forbidden from love,

Watching my pieces fall,
fall down,
Fuck an emotion,
You never really made a sound,

Can't seem to help but think,
Do you want me?
Holding a picture close in my head,
Of you running away from me,
From me.

Am I forbidden from love,
Forbidden from love,
Am I forbidden from love,
Forbidden from love,

It might sound extra but it be’s that deep,
Fast love comes easy but that’s the emptiest sleep,
Fast love beats no love so rotate sheets,
The spot can’t stay empty, seats fillers need seats,
Look, I’ve got my p’s up cause pretty women ain't cheap, 
But maybe shallowness forbids us from something deep, 
I could find someone so woke we'd talk instead of sleep, 
but could it be too much of over thinkers over speak,
Forbidden from the fruits of love,
Advice can get you twisted up,
I thought I had a fuck to give turns out I must of used them up,
I like mutual not begging for a little love,
if you’re on the same vibe we can meet after the club, 
I could score but still feel like the runner-up, 
Feel like I’m not enough, 
My chill is a cover up.
Let me sum it up.
I’m worth Gold like Albert but feel forbidden from another love.

Am I forbidden from love,
Forbidden from love,
Am I forbidden from love,
Forbidden from love.

Albert Gold & Drew The First - Forbidden

IDRC written & producer by @drewthe1st

Features on @HardestBars Mixtape Vol 17 - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gbPhN4UHrtk

Available on all streaming services

Mastered by Toni Econimes

https://open.spotify.com/track/1Ff9DYzyXQXE88aq7C2iav?si=-aHVMeihSTCIU_bK8gUzXQ

I’m the young flow father that’s over your head like scissors in the barber,
If you got a position to look after then I’m soon after and I don’t really care.

I want plaques on my mantle,
Handle more money than I can handle,
Be housed somewhere better than the council,
Stay lit like a candle and I don’t really care.

I stay trying to grow a money tree 
like same bank different branch. 
Flows floss like bling call it avalanche,
Merk then have a dance just because I don’t really care.

Get to know me.
Bitch better have my money like I’m ODB,
Cause I get the job done like I’m OCD,
So if you know me you know that I don’t really care.

I like girls and they like to stare,
Chicks flock like I threw birdseed there ,
But intentions are clear like I heard them stare,
So I can’t catch feelings ‘cause I don’t really care

We in here, we in,
Girl I like the thing that you’re in,
Play hard every time that we win,
So, I don’t really care.

Na, no fucks given,
Haters wanna talk but not pay for my living,
Send a girl home looking like last night,
I’m having fun while I’m living and I don’t really care.

This ain’t ego driven,
But my fucks are missing,
I bring colour like a push light through a prism,
I love what I’ve written and I don’t really care.

Music’s the wifey,
Most won’t go the distance like a side piece,
I’ve got a birdseye view of all those behind me,
What’s your name remind me, oh, I don’t really care.

So grounded I ascend,
Say your gonna turn up but you can’t attend,
I don’t need a hashtag to start a new trend,
My start is your end and I don’t really care.

If you think you can match that,
We can go back to back like a backpack,
She gets the insta treatment, double tap that,
Drink like it came out the top, I don’t really care.

I’m not a normal guy, 
A mortal that the masses ￼will immortalise.
I stay broke but I can’t afford to die,
I should be grateful I’m alive but I don’t really care.

Bars, I’ve got bars,
I’m one of them humans that could sun a star,
If I ain’t humble it’s on with the task,
And if I’m hungry than you man starve

Look bars, I’ve got bars,
If I send they’ll be no camouflage,
It’s always them some soft boy that wanna talk hard,
 the loudest ones have the quietest path.

Look, bars for you, bars for them,
Bars that are out of this world like a moon in its crescent.
I’ve got more bars than the US has felons,
And they’re heavy like the concrete tore where I’m stepping.

Bars on a next one,
Titans don’t Play so You shouldn’t vex one,
You can’t adopt my flow like a stepson,
With the anger of a small giant being stepped on.

Na, it’s not your day,
If we spit on the same mic it’s not your day, 
So many wanna claim that they’re artist
think the little two bars dark but they’re not that shade.

Na, they’re not that way,
I used to tuck that blade, now I stack change,
I came a long way since my paper round in the rain
I represent progress like slaves unchained.

Now I want play back, 
On the radio in the rave like I’ve made that,
Success will be my heters payback, 
About man-a-man go way back like we made tracks,
 
Spit fire like I came back, cold like a late snack, 
I don’t care about Grime I want to pay stack,
You roll loose like a car full that Maybach,
don’t feel my tracks but I don’t really care.

I’m All the way up.
Azealia Banks levels of giving a fuck,
Donald Trump levels of giving a fuck,
if you Missed it listen up I don’t really care.

Believe this, 
I’m the star of this Show even if it’s a features, 
I shutdown like alt control deleters,
Turn haters to preachers but I don’t really care.

Drew The First

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