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r£alist - £arning lyrics

(intro)
yo, yo, yo, yo
you know how i do
shouts my young gs: m1, devs, pg, lgambino
hold tight my gs there: kenzy, yemzy, ty, blackz
free grillz, free skatz, free butch n free st-tch man
free my guys, free my guys man
yo, yo, yo, yo

(hook)
i’m working, i’m learning, i’m earning
you might see me in that uber or that german
for the money you know i be determined
free st-tch in the bin, he saw my man and he jerked him -x2

n-gg-s know me i’m always in north face and 95s, i got guys that re-up on 9s 252 to the 255
how can i m some guys, certain man are lucky to be alive
my yg splashed him, p-ssy screaming, how the f-ck is he alive?
pg’s there he’s distributing and serving
some of my bros they been in the flats they lurking
some donny chat verbal, i told pg go burst him
but he couldn’t get the strap so i linked him with a ramz and go let him jerk him
i took risks, and i prospered from it
i phoned me guy, asked if he need a box of it
i had a big f-cking ting, with a sh-lls on it
i’m just tryna get my paper with the queen on it

yo
i’m just tryna get my money
get my money, man i call my money honey
we can chill, we can bake off and fly somewhere sunny
like blackz the big darg that n-gg- he’ll get cruddy like

(hook)
i’m working, i’m learning, i’m earning
you might see me in that uber or that german
for the money you know i be determined
free st-tch in the bin, he saw my man and he jerked him -x2

you wouldn’t believe the amount of times i got nicked
i was shotting food round the corner there was feds
not gonna lie, i shouldn’t be here, bro i should be dead
but f-ck it imma cut my money all up in my bed
like, i remember that day back then my guy got touched, we took man hostage
st-tch came back to the ends he said that my man’s getting demolised
my bro went ot, when he came back woulda thought he was scottish
dat bro that selling breakfast like talk like the brad brits and porridge

like, west london where i be
you know i’m from ub
pg said that someone’s onto him, i wanted to burst his b
butch then went and copped a glock and got the dots like acne
sitch’s there splash a man down, p-ssyhole tried run and 10 toe skeet
i never shot a n-gg- but trust me butch got a n-gg- that’s shot
he tried run away, hahahaha, that opp got got
back in year 11 chilling with the blade in my socks
now i tuck that rambo on my waist and its touching my c-ck

(hook)
i’m working, i’m learning, i’m earning
you might see me in that uber or that german
for the money you know i be determined
free st-tch in the bin, he saw my man and he jerked him -x2

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