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flames (uk) - like me lyrics

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now some are out here on the grind, ain’t wasting their time
every time they hit these streets
some are out here moving maal or even dodgy cars
and some are doing scams every other week
said he’s got a pack soon, just booked a flight to cancun
and it’s all for free
man i grew up round them arabs, they weren’t rich like them saudi ones
nah, they’re from the block like me
the type to back it if you start sh+t
and always share their food, so clean+hearted
man, i grew up round some nutty ass yardies
they see me and say “that yute dem quiet but him crasses”
i grew up round them mali’s, say free my brudda jamzo
man is lion hearted, remind me of django
cause he weren’t worried bout any gun or any knife
any numbers, any size
step to him, he put his hands up and fights
i walk into my crop like “f+ck”
it looks hot, all my windows steamed up
fans, carbon filters and lamps
big nuggets that are weighing down my pants
and when it lands, i’m driving through highgate like i’m drunk
spliff full of skunk, h+lla ammi in my trunk
couple drop+offs and then it’s all gone
coming home with stacks, mum asking what i’ve done
i know it breaks her heart but this is how i live
take real risks to make real money, that’s exactly what i did
but things were worse, i was a robber as a young kid
probably woulda robbed them speakers outta tim’s crib
i’m moving stush, there ain’t many that i l+st
they say i turned nuts, nuts for the felus
i left that beater in the bush cause i don’t beat around the bush
say the wrong thing, man i’ll back it out and buss
i did it for my darg, i’ll do it for my bro
i trapped hard, did it for the times i was broke
and i’ll still wrap him if he diss smokes
still prefer a long+nose over a louis coat
people bump into me in the street like “sh+t ain’t you flames?
i’ve been waiting for the longest for you to come back and smash the game”
but as much as i want to, it’s my life that i write down
so every time i drop a bar, i’m basically snitching on myself
i tell the youngers “don’t follow me please”
cause i’m just another young hustler that strayed from the deen
and fell in love with stacks so i’m back setting up them trees
but every time i do, i’ve got rats tryna nibble on my cheese
and you ain’t never been cutting from a beema and a jag
man talk about risks but they ain’t took ’em like i have
i really slapped on my mask and ran into man’s trap
took them ounces out the bag and tried to drown him in the bath
i’m sorry to my people
that wanna bump my tunes out but they can’t find me like nemo
i chased the plug around the hood for the reload
and when i’m on the phone to smokes, i’m talking kilos
it’s like i’m stuck down the hole, the only way is rocks fam
so i’ma pedal outta h+ll and i can’t stop fam
man asked me why i hate the cops, i asked him “are you lost fam?”
they rushed me, took my stacks and even pepper sprayed my pops, d+mn

- flames uk lyrics

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