Brum Town Baby
RK
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From the slums, Im a Brum town baby From the slums, Im a Brum town baby {Chorus} Man i'm from the slums, i'm a Brum town baby Hella oons and abby's they been going on lately F*ck with my team he must be after a sun tan Hooter in the passit with a stick like bun-bam In Acardin, grey grey goose spilling His girl on me so now we all up in his feelings These man are jokers why they talk about killings You work with your dad thats all you know about drilling [Verse] Yo its RK i know you heard of me My dons will line up your shirt like its Burberry I heard the gas, I hear them talking like their on job They can aim a stick at me and end up with they gun robbed Cuz when its go time what if they be freezing up If you got a towel, man you real then you ain't real enough I got man in my Dm's sayin keep it up F*ck the ends tryna do around the world like a keepie up They on games, me and rhyme we don't play those We pattern shit, pattern gang like Fredo Broad day runna man down on the main road Catch man slap it on his head like some ? rolls[Hook] In the zone again, backed up gotta hit the road again Got my babe stressin ringing up my phone again Thats another night i ain't coming home again. {Chorus} Man i'm from the slums, i'm a Brum town baby Hella oons and abby's they been going on lately F*ck with my team he must be after a sun tan Hooter in the passit with a stick like bun-bam In Acardin, grey grey goose spilling His girl on me so now we all up in his feelings These man are jokers why they talk about killings You work with your dad thats all you know about drilling. [Verse] Im not a rapper, i rap cuz im good at it Girls used to air me on my dick just because of it I hit a once the its back to the road side Im in KFC with a pack cuz my phone died I got too much sauce mana flavourless Walked in the penthouse Found like it was made for us From young i knew i wasn't average All i do is chase money, yes i am my dads kid So if your getting money throw your hands up in the air I got trappers over here, i got trailers over there Step to me nah they really wouldn't dare Prison don't faze my shoot, nah it really doesn't care So if your getting money lemme see you throw your hands up We all can relate, we grind hard to get our bands up Bro just rang up and he said he in beef I said say no more, grab the sweets and i hang up It seems all my life, i've been running from the plug When i get the thirty i ain't tryna have a job My bro got the hooter, ill be giving him the nob Make a man hold corn while it isn't on the cob I see man posting pic's with their wifey oh god I can never wife a jeez are you mad Im preeing up the insta and im laughing oh god Like say my dick hasn't been in half of their gobs Giuseppes on my feet but i dont care for them Remember when they used to air me, now i'm airing them Count a stack, then i create a stack Go town spend a stack, next day make it back[Hook] In the zone again, backed up gotta hit the road again Got my babe stressin ringing up my phone again Thats another night i ain't coming home again.
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