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young pacs - drought كلمات الأغنية

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i said nba sh_t, i ain’t going broke
if i get caught with this, n_gga i ain’t going home
young boss, yeah i’m on my job
let it go for my mates, my gang, my squad
being real, i had to steal just to pay bills
three boxes of bud and it came sealed
ashamed what i did for a couple hunnid
that’s why i made sure i fed a couple young’uns
but my b_ttons youts wanna push
i had it on my waist, you had it in the bush
credit good but i used to be a crook
stuck him up two years ago and he’s still shook
i ain’t a k!ller but don’t push me
cah revenge is better than getting took for a p_ssy
trap boy bro, i ain’t no video yout
that’s why we’ve got straps at the video shoots
new money make me happy
kicked my runner out, i told him “shout maxy”
you think i care about corona and vaccines?
drought’s got my head going mad, i’m so angry
before i got walla and b in
i made ten bags plus off the weed ting
i started bagging up bud then f_cking up clubs
now i’m l!cking out dubs, three figures on lunch
eighteen, i coulda bought a benz
bro i brought a box of bud and ticked man in the ends
nineteen, i coulda brought a bimma
but i said “f_ck that” and went and got myself a spinner
my n_gga said “f_ck five grand drip”
and went and brought his mum a five grand whip
i swear my little n_gga ain’t even twenty one
every day i wake up and make sure i get it gone
if you ever saw the lightie holding my strap
you would wife her, even if you knew she was a slag
from fourteen i knew money’s gotta raise
i was either selling bud or looking for a chain
still get phone calls, i ain’t gotta look for sales
cook tt, the grub yeah it speaks for itself
gave the waiter a tip for the service
heard he got robbed, good he too selfish
woke up vexed, might go fly harvey nicks
and spend a quick five on a sweater
meanwhile my n_gga in jail getting gassed
cah a gyal put perfume on the letter
money good but my freedom better
any party i go i got my whoosh or wetter
these undercover feds think they’re so clever
ask bout pacs, i’m a f_cking go_getter
went broke, had to start again bare times
ticked a brick and told my bro “i don’t need bare time”
might go jewellers, spend an arm and a leg
for the times when i couldn’t go half on a z
cah i was that robber yout that had no manners
i swear back then when we had no hammers
i used to hustle so backwards
now my wardrobe full up of coat hangers
youts round here, i’m ticking ’em z’s
and i ain’t talking bout no sleep in bed, listen up n_gga
funerals, my shirt i had to b_tton up n_gga
f_ck a postcode, if you’re real i’ll f_ck with ya
i’ve been doing this sh_t for more than ages
put me in the papers when they raided
never gonna stop, n_ggas still hating
from fifteen i swear i’ve been paying wages

- young pacs

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