| Yah, yeah-yeah, yeah
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| Stay prayed up
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| Did you see how many feds were at my door, wow
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| Should’ve seen how many paps were at the courthouse
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| Do you know how much I have had to fork out?
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| Who’s that fucking banging on the door now?
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| It’s cool, let them in, it’s only few of my lot from round the way
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| Shout out to the dawgies dem from day
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| Yeah they might come in a pack
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| But they all got my back so I’ll never lead them astray
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| I nearly lost my boy the other week
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| These streets will swallow you up, it’s peak
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| One minute he was running his mouth on his celly to me
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| An hour later, he could just about speak
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| We addicted to diamonds
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| We ain’t scared of no sirens
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| We just drive past the feds twice but they’re none the wiser
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| I’m repping for the underdogs
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| Yeah I’m a scumbag, watch me light up this nightclub
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| Donny in a Nike glove
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| See I ain’t no gunman
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| But chat shit in person, you’ll get the one bang
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| Swear down, next time it’s gonna be a mad ting
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| That was the last time I get called a hasbeen
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| I mean let’s be real, I’ve got half a mil'
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| To get … by Lulu and Jasmine
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| My YGs do what I say so
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| Why you think I’m always tryna lay low
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| They could boot me off of them airways
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| But that will never dictate my payroll
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| We had my tunes before iTunes
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| Bebo before Myspace
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| The whole gang got some deepthroat
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| The first time that they ever booked my face
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| I never had a pot to piss in so fuck off, I’ll call you later
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| Had enough of giving all these handouts
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| So get your hands out my pot of paper
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| No matter how much that I spend or how much scrilla I earn for my gigs
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| If you’re my bro then you already know that you never ever have to ask for a
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| thing
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| Fuck sticking to one lane, I’ve got ten bruv
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| It be a wrap when I bring back N-Dubz cuz
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| Whatever they say won’t faze me 'cause I don’t need to react, my friend does
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| Now that’s love
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| Oi that’s love
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| Only thing that can buy my trust
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| Seems like they only wanna do us any favours when we up
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| That’s what’s up, ay what’s up
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| You know it’s nothing but love
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| But I ain’t always gon' be there when you run out of luck
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| And that’s trill
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| Not everybody ends up with a house on the hill
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| Believe me, I know how you feel
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| But for now let’s just be real
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| Acting like you the only one out in these streets
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| We all got families to feed
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| So all I can do is be trill
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| So we come from the manor
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| Where’s there’s nothing but pasta
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| And that doesn’t matter
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| 'Cause when you take a L, you go get your hammer
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| Oi, oi, oi
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| Not everybody ends up with a house on the hill
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| So if I can help then I will
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| No one can tell me about being trill
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| I mean why are you vexed?
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| I told you that I would be back in a sec
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| Fuck that, give me an hour
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| You take all this money and power
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| But show no respect
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| Matter fact, what’s the point us even trying
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| Every time we try and talk you start crying
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| You know you’re acting silly when you say you wanna end it with me and you’re
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| lying
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| When really you dig me 'cause I’m a
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| Triple hashtag
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| Smiley face and I’m feeling you 'cause you are body with a big ego and a tiny
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| waist
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| You’ll feel the love when you show me your loyalty
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| What do you mean what do I mean?
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| Please stop annoying me
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| Act like a queen and I’ll treat you like royalty
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| To be fair I ain’t gotta worry about a thing
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| I ain’t gon' keep asking you where you’ve been
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| If you’re a whore and you’re going on raw
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| I’ma put you on the tour bus with the uck queen
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| Uh, that’s what I thought, carry on acting a fool
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| You gassed little bruddas, back to the board
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| What, has cat got your tongue?
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| You’re actually dumb?
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| As for the funds and everything I’ve done
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| That was all out of love
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| Oi that’s love
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| Only thing that can buy my trust
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| Seems like they only wanna do us any favours when we up
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| That’s what’s up, ay what’s up
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| You know it’s nothing but love
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| But I ain’t always gon' be there when you run out of luck
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| And that’s trill
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| Not everybody ends up with a house on the hill
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| Believe me, I know how you feel
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| But for now let’s just be real
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| Acting like you the only one out in these streets
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| We all got families to feed
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| So all I can do is be trill
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| So we come from the manor
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| Where’s there’s nothing but pasta
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| And that doesn’t matter
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| 'Cause when you take a L, you go get your hammer
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| Oi, oi, oi
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| Not everybody ends up with a house on the hill
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| So if I can help then I will
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| No one can tell me about being trill
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| I done lost a hella stacks
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| So it’s only right I get it by ya
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| I done lost a hella, uh |