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rk (uk) - seen it all lyrics
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fed chases and shotta chases, i’ve been in many
you can’t show me anything i haven’t seen already
i spent years bussing chase and decamping
and now i’m hearing fed sirens when there isn’t any
i told ’em real g’s left, now there isn’t many
born with all this weight on my shoulders, now it isn’t heavy
he’s talking like he bout it but he isn’t ready
darg why you moving like a b_tch? you shoulda been a kelly
bro was tryna hit the belly, now he’s sitting in his celly
used to think pigs didn’t fly until i seen that heli
dreamt of being legendary, it was just a drеam like nelly
i’m the typе of man to feel guilty when i’m watching telly
like how you chilling when you know complacency is deadly?
where i’m from, we leave our adversary in the cemetery
remember when i used to try and holla and she wouldn’t let me
now i’m so deep in that p_ssy i’ma need my wellies
always f_cked around with drugs bro, i used to move smelly
back when i used to send a broadcast on the blackberry
when i started trapping, first wage, i bought a flat telly
say they do this and that, that’s a raspberry
came up in a filthy bando, furthest thing from sanitary
police have been onto me for life, come like tom and jerry
y.g.’s do you for a price like a mercenary
hungry, all they wanna do is do it like kev and perry
two things gone bad this week so i ain’t feeling steady
cause bad things always come in threes like ed, edd and eddy
never complained, i knew the struggle would be temporary
early morning, sipping english tea before i switch to desi
and there ain’t nothing funny bout this life we’re living
i can’t trust anyone too much cause i might be slipping
always feel paranoid when it’s time for kipping
never been and i ain’t tryna do no time in prison
we got ptsd because we done lots
they know me, i’m built for these roads like some dunlops
i’m in and out of two_three, really i ain’t choosy
i l!ck sales out the family wagon or the two_seat
i learnt from young, with no guts there’s no glory
poor kid, no dad, plenty had the same story
i know there’s plenty man that probably wanna bore me
cause i’m dragging shottas outta cars like “what you got for me?”
until he bucked me and gang, he used to think that he’s bad
bro slapped it, they ran in all directions like a d_pad
seen all my friends get locked, it made a g sad
now more than ever i wanna get up off these streets bad
man hit the station, start singing like one acen
commitment, determination got me out my situation
when i draw weapons i ain’t doing no ill_stration
i never knew bout love until i met my first creation
now when i step out, i got suttin to get back to
i don’t think that i’m a badman, i just do what i have to
i got love for bro, he put me on when he didn’t have to
you think he’s got your back, behind your back will he back you?
when i pree your girl’s insta, it says ‘follow back’
told my y.g. “if you can’t bank, you gotta swallow that”
all these rappers full of empty talk, i call that hollow chat
put some p down, already thinking of tomorrow’s stack
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