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comfeh – comfy – hoods hottest (season 2) lyrics

part 1

look, see
see, i’ve been chilling reminiscing, b+tch, put down the phone can you listen?
yeah the pain through the bars that i’ve written
i try do good in the life i was given
that’s me and bro in the ding dong whizzing
i thank god every day ‘cuz i’m living
(???) good riddance, they say i’ve got good bars, say i’ve got good rhythms
now i’m in the stew with a q of the blue like four hours remaining
survival of the fit like training it’s mad, i just wanna tell mumsy i’ve made it

bro said he got import cali, say less that’s foreign exchange no trading, mad
shed tears when the gaff got raided, they say i’m gonna blow but i’ve got no patience
talking out loud talk draining, remember them days when we were xbox gaming
my own guys snaked me it’s mad
f+ck that sh+t man, i ain’t gonna name him
watch out for your people they might be a pagan, try new road because they need more ratings
f+ck all the long talk, no time wasting
she wants a sweet boy, b+tch i’m basic, lol
some girls say i’m a sweet talker, but the rest of them say i’m stush
brownskin mum with a booty, she wanna get wife but there ain’t no rush
she said she want read mans snapchats, f+ck a girlfriend if there ain’t no trust
cute one from (???) she’s like luko, my caribbean crush, my caribbean darling
bro said he wants revs or styling tryna get both so i ain’t left starving
bad temptations all around me, i feel like adam and eve in the garden
i’m outta this league by a margin, they say i’ve gone clear are either man started?
if that’s bro i shouldn’t ask for a promo, roll with his show love no h0m+, yo
i ride for my fam, not a postcode
your sh+t got took, your boy loves to showboat
man, i’ve been down and broke, mind up, now mans up like yoyo
spittin bars on the ting up polo, i swear imma blow when i drop all my solos

part 2
look, man, i’ve been dead broke, and i’ve been top+boy too
looking at me now you wouldn’t even begin to think mad ting that mans been through
but hold up, got guys that will have a red dot on your head like one hindu
straight too mad, you don’t have it in you (???) into into, into into
bro bro’s reckless leave his ting in you
(???) no cap in my bars when i’m bringing truth
and it’s mad, told mumsy i’d be a doctor, nah burn green in the singing booth
j said b are you bringing booze, said i’m coming with the ting it’s rinsing to
oh sh+t, man just switched the b+tch
when we pull up get out, no hypnotist
true saying when we feed them plants and watch them grow like photosynthesis
i’ve been below since a kid, so i ain’t scared to attack like i’m in the mid
can’t believe that i lost mumsy, was deep in the end with my gaff when it hit the kid
but it’s comfy, i know they can’t do it like me, (?) preserve tracksuit, nike, i was in the pitch doing up high knees, unlikely
can’t do it like me, (?)

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