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rk (uk) - i'm back lyrics

[verse]
i get home and roll my weed cause it’s been a long day
they relate to me for the picture i convey
my yg take your life, you look at him the wrong way
life kinda cray, in the mix like bombay
but still i look back and smile cause i came a long way
used to watch channel u and think “i’ll be there one day”
i came up rocking hi+tech, gola, donnay
now there’s pride in mom’s face when she hears my songs play
i’ve always lived my life wilder like deontay
dark and light, we’ve got both, i ain’t talking ombré
two man in the front, three at the back like conte
feds spin, we hit the m+way and do the wrong way
play with fire you get bun, yeah that’s what my mom say
i don’t fear death, we all meet our maker one day
you get rentals out for gyal, i think that’s the wrong play
you get aired in the benz, i f+ck her in the hyundai
i just got home from the t, girl you know what i need
she’s sending pics, i told her “send location” like khabib
and afterwards i’ve gotta bounce even if you plead
i’m a busy man, i’ve got all these jobs like i’m steve
i’m a big man, i could never suck seed to succeed
from a mile away i can sense the jealousy and greed
she said i’m smelling good, i said “that’s cali and the creed”
we grind all month and shine at the end like it’s eid
i can sense the tension when i’m walking through the door
it’s been a long day, girl don’t stress me anymore
if you’re worth it you’ll get anything you want from the store
treat you like a queen but you know i f+ck you like a wh0re
i handshake my dargs, other bruddas get a fist bump
them man need tools to be hard like a d+ck pump
feds on the ends, i park it off and tell the kits come
listening to training day and smoking on some pink runtz
no one can’t act like they put me on
amount of times i let it slide when certain people done me wrong
amount of times they pointed at me when it was something gone
amount of times i came home, it was a quick bread and b+tter one
i’m back out here, two phones and a pack out here
tryna rerun a couple racks out here
brum town man, it’s coming like iraq out here
every week or two something’s getting slapped out here
but i’m good if it ain’t me or mine, judge needs to free all mine
more time it’s nike but i can flex it when it’s dior time
can’t stand a snitch, you get caught then you just do your time
i turned twenty+five and it feels like i’m running out of time
tryna get this money in three ways
that’s three fed chases in three days, i’ll spin it but man ain’t no dj
they know me, i’ve been through peak days
i can’t lie it’s different these days
now i’m the tax man, i just want my rebate
tryna go sleep but i keep seeing the replays
you can keep that grub if it ain’t coming from pk
strong for my mom, i can’t show her my weak days
i weed blaze, when my head’s gone i can’t see straight
i be billing zoot after zoot just to sleep mate
my weekends trapped out, same as my weekdays
so i don’t give a f+ck what he says or she says, for pete’s sake
you ain’t never had corn fly past your head top
ten years in the whip, praying you don’t get stopped
f+ck your girl in your yard and make her sleep in the wet spot
we bring arms out like a vest top
why they look like bums and talk crud? you should stop it
how you tryna beef without a penny in your pocket?
priorities all f+cked up, don’t get yourself tucked up
brought his shank to a gun fight, man that’s tough luck

- rk uk lyrics

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