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I've never had love for the feds But I've always had love for my slum I'm addicted to these streets like a mum is to her kids So all my people in the slum put your hands up See, never used to come that easy Now it's just flying my way I don't know how I did it, but I will carry on til the die that I day I ain't gonna lie, momma tried the best to bring me up right Guess it never worked, she always cries I was well involved in crime from the age of 9 Music got me kinda famous now they want a piece of pie Blad, I'm blowing up the scene but I dont know where my bed is I smoke so much weed cus I dont know where my head is I might have fame but im still low on credit Management loved the money, someone told me where my bread is I come across alot of rich kids that die to be thugs But i don't understand them, they're very, very loved They don't wake up in the morning to see man pipin' dubs Don't have too worry 'bout da goons with the 38 snubs You got too much to loose (loose), you're in a great position How can you be hood if my whole frickin flat is smaller than your kitchen? You wouldn't last a minute where I'm from, you'd go missing So appreciate what you got, cus for that I'm still wishing! I've never had love for the feds But I've always had love for my slum I'm addicted to these streets like a mum is to her kids So all my people in the slum put your hands up See, never used to come that easy Now it's just flying my way I don't know how I did it, but I will carry on til the die that I day I ain't gonna lie, I make broke look good More time I supply, just try'na get buy You should never ask me why I smoke til my slip split, but they will always send me dry To stop moving like a criminal is what I try But you live by the roads, by the roadside you die I'm real in every situation, make man humble like pie (Never had love for the feds) Cus they don't give man a bligh (They holding man under arrest) Taking time out of my life Once time's taken, time can't take back We're from a place where it's all B and C cats I rule most idyats Mummy's trying hard, we can see that Once the road, takes the youths, they won't be back I get love on the road, I've got feedback Never had it but I'm taking the scene back Any track that's banging rubber, I'll weed that There at us so follow along, trust, they need that Push you're hand up in the air and gimme that I've never had love for the feds But I've always had love for my slum I'm addicted to these streets like a mum is to her kids So all my people in the slum put your hands up See, never used to come that easy Now it's just flying my way I don't know how I did it, but I will carry on til the die that I day (Baker) Til' the day that I die (Dappy) Na Na Nai how's your day? (Baker) Where you on? (Dappy) Same old (Baker) I'm living wrong (Dappy) I'm in the studes making moves (Baker) I'm on the road moving food (Dappy) Either way we're making paper (Baker) Making paper (Dappy) D-A-Ps (Baker) I'm Mr Baker (Dappy) You won't get us on your stage unless it's 5 bills or over (Baker) Knock your door and sell our CD's like a witness from Jehova (Dappy) So where's the bitch Lola? (Baker) I shoulda brought her over (Dappy) So she can suck the whole'a (All) Finsbury Park! (Baker) All my mandem are dark (Dappy) They run east like they're sharks (Baker) They do so much different shit, the pain will never leave my heart (Dappy) I'll make you piss your pants like getting stuck with food in your car (Baker) So I suggest you listen close, trust me, you can be a star (Dappy) So what d'ya think? (Baker) Do you still wanna live like me and him? (Dappy) You make me sick (Baker) You talk gun talk (Dappy) You ain't even seen a stick (Baker) Don't be upset, why d'you have to cry? (All) Follow along! (Both) Na na nai til the day thay we die I've never had love for the feds But I've always had love for my slum I'm addicted to these streets like a mum is to her kids So all my people in the slum put your hands up See, never used to come that easy Now it's just flying my way I don't know how I did it, but I will carry on til the die that I day (Dappy) I'm afraid that's all you're getting, good night (Baker) God bless (Dappy) And when you wake up in the morning (Baker) Try not to be stressed (Dappy) I wish I had what you had (Baker) I ain't got none, my life's a mess (Dappy) So be thankful for your situation (Baker) Stop acting like a pest! (Dappy) I'm afraid that's all you're getting, good night (Baker) God bless (Dappy) And when you wake up in the morning (Baker) Try not to be stressed (Dappy) I wish I had what you had (Baker) I ain't got none, my life's a mess (Dappy) So be thankful for your situation (Baker) Stop acting like a pest! |