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farley (uk) - bar session lyrics

[verse 1]
tryna think of different ways that i can get rich
in the mean time bump rats, don’t get wigged
duck feds, don’t get nicked
cause’ where i’m from man resort to pickin’ up tools and lettin’ tec’s rip
straight up this is the gully part of liverpool
where man are grippin’ tools, wiggin’ fools
end up leavin’ pen with [?] for havin’ steels gripped
catch a bird, it’s just suttin’ you gotta deal with, real sh+t
and if you’re real then you’ll feel this
violate me brother swing a cutter at a peeled wig
sh+t, how it goes on these risky roads
biggest chromes turn f+ckin’ n+ggas into bits and bones
[?] me bros who arе laying in a grave though
cem’ trips got me spеakin’ to a grave stone
wait though, out here to make dough
cake yo, food like waitrose
eyes stay open, mouth stays closed
cause’ you can never snitch and if you do, you end up with a peppered wig
deadly snitch, man are packin’ nowadays are heavy kid
takes one shot from this cannon to leave you buried quick
why these man talkin’ bout sh+t that they never did
talkin’ bout sticks that they never gripped, bout wigs that they never split
if i catch the little rats his bloods spillin’ like a beverage, heavy sh+t
flippin’ grams tryna see prof, i just pray that i don’t see plod
cause’ if i do then i’m back behind bars, no link up
was in when my brother died, still i had the drink up
reminiscin’ bout the times we had nuttin’
now i’m gettin’ gwop in but my g’s still in a coffin
true say that god really takes the best
so i do it for my n+ggas who have been laid to rest
gotta stay in check, never slippin’ off me a game
in the mean time, kick back, make change
seen how most of these little p+ssy’s waste change
thinkin’ that they’re sick, they turn snitch, start to say names
start snitchin’ when they’re standin’ in the dock
man catch em slippin’, start bangin’ off a glock
leave your f+ckin’ head and neck hangin’ on the spot
[?] said he got rang when it got popped off
cause’ i ain’t lookin’ at no nine to five
only deal with certi man that who are down to ride
violate me brother, guaranteed you won’t be found alive
in the trap with bees, got these feds tryna find the hive
f+cked up but how we’re livin’, straight up
i just think of all these grands i could make blud
but i’m on these roads to the riches, doin’ bait stuff
when you get cake up, watch man show fake love
snakes trust, jakes just had me caged up
when i was walkin’ out the pen i was made up
when i was chillin’ in the pen they had me thinkin’ more
one wrong move, 25 behind this prison door
we live on road, we need to switch up
cause’ i ain’t tryna get stabbed or me wig slugged
nah i ain’t tryna get ragged and picked up
back up in the pen again, i swear i need to fix up
i need to fix up me game plan
you can’t trust most people g, not even your main man
you get a wage and rats wanna blaze man
rob you for your stack, don’t give a f+ck if we were mates fam
that’s why you need to watch your back at all times
got these tracks on smash with these raw rhymes
seen so much pain in me life, i’ve got sore eyes
take the g’s on a trip through the city like a tour guide
course i’m the hardest rapper about
little pr+cks deserve a smack in the mouth
me n+gga kays one of the realest savages that’s about
if it’s ever on him, it’s on me no doubt
i don’t need no clout, tryna go ot
but not the ot where you’re baggin’ a oz
i’m talkin’ ot where it’s lavish and cosy
lost too many n+ggas, wonder why me hearts cold g, gang

- farley uk lyrics

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