Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Round Here, artist - WSTRN. Album song DOU3LE 3AK, in the genre R&B
Date of issue: 11.10.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Atlantic Records UK
Song language: English
Round Here |
Nah, me never bad for me bad |
But know what happens when you raised in North West, rude boy |
WSTRN season |
Nah, we don’t need a reason |
That’s just the rules, how it goes 'round here |
'Round here |
Uh, yeah |
Motherfuckers call me LB, remember the name |
From long time I’m offside, been ahead of the game |
Handling stitch, blow the whistle with sweat in no lane |
Ask A how I level my aim |
I’m too official for these little niggas begging for fame |
I never come up off a press plate, I come up off pressing cocaine |
Paper towel when its out dry |
Up, never downsize |
'Round here, niggas go in and buy it outright |
I’m 'bout mines, they know mines about in all the junctions |
Still Ashlin, couple nobodies but we don’t trust them |
Fuck them |
Used to keep a burner by the dustbin |
The one who put the fun and the gun in all the function |
What’s up, then? |
Everytime I come around, you always make assumptions |
I’m just tryna build a lickkle, wollan, get jumpin' |
Free my hittas in the can but that’s just something |
That happens 'round here ('Round here) |
Nah, me never bad for me bad |
But know what happens when you raised in North West, rude boy |
Know it’s love, action them na want |
'Round here, man you better watch yourself, rude boy oh |
Middle fingers if you ain’t my drilla, oh |
If I’m eatin', know you havin' dinner too |
That’s just the rules, how it goes 'round here |
'Round here |
Yo, I grew up in the flats, never lived in a house |
I always knew that I was born to be a star, never had any doubts |
When I was young, I used to move reckless |
Real separate to the golden child |
That my mums probably would have expected |
I ain’t golden, but my Rolex is |
Still in the trap like there’s no exits |
I hit the roads without no breakfast |
Hit the stop, take the yayo out the pack |
Then I slap that in the Pyrex dish |
I’ve been in this, I never had a privilege |
And anything you hear me rap about, I’m really living it |
Tomorrow is a promise, I can go at any minute |
That’s why I pack the spinner, innit |
And if you see me in a mask and somebody got smoked |
Then I never did it |
That’s why I came through in the mask, innit |
I live my life without no limits |
I buss my gun 'til the clip finish |
Leave your face without no image |
Nah, me never bad for me bad |
But know what happens when you raised in North West, rude boy |
Know it’s love, action them na want |
'Round here, man you better watch yourself, rude boy oh |
Middle fingers if you ain’t my drilla, oh |
If I’m eatin', know you havin' dinner too |
That’s just the rules, how it goes 'round here |
'Round here |
Nah, me never bad for me bad |
But know what happens when you raised in North West, rude boy |
Know it’s love, action them na want |
'Round here, man you better watch yourself, rude boy, oh |
Middle fingers if you ain’t my drilla, oh |
If I’m eatin', know you havin' dinner too |
That’s just the rules, how it goes 'round here |
'Round here |