Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Grew Up In, artist - Wiley. Album song Snakes & Ladders, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 02.11.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Big Dada
Song language: English
Grew Up In |
Yeah, I grew up in Bow E-thrizzy |
Home of Maniac, home of Tinchy, home of Dizzee |
If you don’t get it then you’re gonna be without |
That’s why I fly around and make myself busy |
Complacent shotta gets robbed for a belly |
This shit’s going on, but I don’t mean telly |
When the rain falls, you can’t be saved by wellies |
A kid walks in, starts waving a semi |
Badman, he ain’t afraid of any |
Expensive watch, now why have I got it? |
Furthermore, fuck that, I’m a shot it |
You know why, blood? |
Cause I don’t want it |
Go and look a next property, swap it |
I deal with change in a pattern |
Too many girls buy jewellery in Hatton |
New generation’s here, what you saying? |
We’re gonna see when I pass you the baton |
I grew up in south west London, home of the brave |
Home to the roadside Gs, So Solid UK |
Be loud and clear when you’re calling my name |
Shut down the club, live show then I cut, I’m the lord of the rave |
From a place where your big bad brother can’t save you |
Where the olders are washed and the young Gs out on the block who want grief |
Get out of my seat, what the fuck did you bring to the table? |
From a place where they think that you’re rich if you ever get signed to a label |
Last night, I fell asleep with the engine running |
Kick down your door, then my bredrin’s running |
I don’t like that yout, I don’t care who |
I don’t know that yout, don’t care about your cousin |
Got a photoshoot, whole ends is coming, rudeboy, you ain’t got enough class |
Your boy’s on form this year, fall back, you ain’t got enough bars |
20 man deep on a night out, buy out the bar, you ain’t got enough staff |
Man don’t even talk to you much, but you talk too much, all you niggas just bark |