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rk (uk) - brum town baby lyrics

from the slum, i’m a brum town baby
from the slum, i’m a brum town baby

man are from the slum, i’m a brum town baby
h-lla oons and abby’s they been going on lately
f-ck with my team he must be after a sun tan
hooter in the p-ssit with a stick like boom bam
in acardian, grey goose spilling
his girl on me so now we all up in his feelings
these man are jokers why they talk about k!llings
you work with your dad that’s all you know about drilling

yo its rk i know you heard of me
my dons will line up your shirt like its burberry
i hear the gas, i hear them talking like they on job
they could aim a stick at me and end up with they gun robbed
cuz when it’s go time brothers they be freezing up
if you gotta tell man you real, then you ain’t real enough
i got man in my dm’s sayin’ keep it up
f-ck the ends tryna do around the world like a keepie up
they on games, me and rhyme we don’t play those
we pattern sh-t, pattern gang like fredo
broad day run a man down on the main road
catch man slap it on his head like some k rolls

and then i bill a zoot now i’m in the zone again
backed up now i gotta hit the road again
got my babe stressin’ ringing up my phone again
thats another night i ain’t coming home again

i’m not a rapper, i just rap cuz i’m good at it
girls used to air me on my d-ck just because of it
i hit it once the it’s back to the road side
i’m in kfc with a pack cuz my phone died
i got too much sauce man are flavourless
walked in the penthouse
felt like it was made for us
from young i knew i wasn’t average
all i do is chase money, yes i am my dads kid

so if you’re getting money throw your hands up in the air
i got trappers over here, i got trailers over there
step to me nah they really wouldn’t dare
prison don’t faze my shooter, nah he really doesn’t care

so if your getting money lemme see you throw your hands up
we all can relate, we grind hard to get our bands up
bro just rang up and he said he in beef
i said say no more, grab the sweets and i hang up

it seems all my life, i’ve been running from the plug
when i get the thirty i ain’t tryna have a job
my bro got the hooter, i’ll be giving him the nod
make a man hold corn while it isn’t on the cob
i see man posting pic’s with their wifey, oh god
i can never wife a jezzy are you mad
i’m preeing up the insta and i’m laughing, oh god
like say my d-ck hasn’t been in half of their gobs
giuseppes on my feet but i don’t care for them
remember when they used to air me, now i’m airing them
count a stack, then i create a stack
go town spend a stack, next day make it back

and then i bill a zoot now i’m in the zone again
backed up now i gotta hit the road again
got my babe stressin’ ringing up my phone again
thats another night i ain’t coming home again

and then i bill a zoot now i’m in the zone again
got my babe stressin’ ringing up my phone again
and then i bill a zoot now i’m in the zone again
got my babe stressin’ ringing up my phone again
thats another night i ain’t coming home again

- rk uk lyrics

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