Lyrics Rumours - Dutchavelli

Rumours

If it was true, I would’ve been in jail
I ain’t got time to address no rumours
I forget this groomer to fill it with bells
A wise man once said sit back
I wish the haters would divide itself
They can’t cancel me, I’ve been council flat, big food with scales
How’s man gonna talk about drill but when it gets real gon' wan' do the 12
Brown ting from West, big breast, best gon' give it out to me and no one else
Tried drag man name through the mud, it’s controversial, I know that it sells
I know they wanted me to take a L, I just look at my bag and I’m overwhelmed
I got P’s in the back, them P for the gang
I just gave my young boy a brand new burner
I told him there ain’t no need for no shank (Trust)
Look, 2021, I’m putting pressure on man
I mean literally they’re going on tour, better pick up the pen
I couldn’t care about death at my hands
See the world try turn on me
I know God’s gonna understand
I still take risks when it comes to gang
Bouncer’s a snitch, he got a man locked up in the can
Karma is a bitch when I put that blicky all in my hand
Rise the ting then bang
Fuck up his Christmas plans
It’s only seven G trips on man
You can’t buzz off my name you mad
I ain’t tryna go tit for tat
Tryna make a man down when I riz this Mac
Last year, I made the block look lit
This year, I turned everything back to back
If it was true, I would’ve been in jail
I ain’t got time to address no rumours
I forget this groomer to fill it with bells
A wise man once said sit back
I wish the haters would divide itself
They can’t cancel me, I’ve been council flat, big food with scales
Look, famous, and I’m dangerous
Too many lies on my name so I can’t explain it
Put on my black tracksuit, put on my trainers
I put a rap cap boy in the papers (Trust)
Next year, I ain’t doing no favours
This year, I came to a realization
I never knew God made so many haters
But they can all burn in Hell
She keep telling me she loyal to me
All she want is Fendi or the new Chanel
Pick up that broom and sweep
Do up the opp block, two man deep
I ain’t playing no games with this handy
I’m with the apty and we playing for keeps
I see what you said about me on the net
We’ll see when we meet
I don’t think you can handle this beef
I’ll make your whole family be there and weep
If it was true, I would’ve been in jail
I ain’t got time to address no rumours
I forget this groomer to fill it with bells
A wise man once said sit back
I wish the haters would divide itself
They can’t cancel me, I’ve been council flat, big food with scales
If it was true, I would’ve been in jail
I ain’t got time to address no rumours
I forget this groomer to fill it with bells
A wise man once said sit back
I wish the haters would divide itself
They can’t cancel me, I’ve been council flat, big food with scales