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slim (uk) - life we live lyrics

[intro: slim]
this is the life we live
ain’t nutin but dirty money
grub and forks in a pyrex dish

[verse 1: k+trap]
roll to the dough i ain’t pressing brakes
i’m still out here serving bait why you think i don’t show my face
and if rap ever went to waste
it’s a shame to say i’ll be back in the same estate
with a presser, metal plates and a bowl of flake
it’s a load if you ask for the risk i take and took this sh+t ain’t good
if i slip with this half a brick of buj i might have to get visits booked
whoever slept keeps sleeping cah i know who overlooked
i just went to the plug for a meeting, it went well when i overtook
up to the brim and late, you ain’t ever overcooked
you ain’t hit the strip all day, even though you know you should
i saw them cells and chased them
never once got complacent
that’s why it’s louis v on the laces and the sh+ts so basic
if you talk about riding, we rid for ages
me and bro on a bike just raging, tryna see suttin and blaze it
need the feds to tape it
i got 2 young boys on a payslip, i ain’t hit cells in ages
brick of snow and tape it, put it on a scale and weigh it
[hook: slim]
this is the life we live
ain’t nutin but dirty money, grub and forks in a pyrex dish
the whole gangs on violent sh+t
in the hardest times i make it work
show me a risk i’ll take it first
i ain’t sleeping tight or feeling right until i fly this bird
this is the life we live
ain’t nutin but dirty money, grub and forks in a pyrex dish
the whole gangs on violent sh+t
in the hardest times i make it work
show me a risk i’ll take it first
i ain’t sleeping tight or feeling right until i fly this bird

[verse 2: slim]
when i step in the trap, you know i’m gonna make it work
if you mention me, i need a degree in making birds
i never had p+ss, but a dirty fork and dish
and my left wrist stays on glow
all cause my right one stayed on whip
i got fed up of sitting and wishing
i packed up and i made a change
went cunch for 48 hours, then i came home with an 18k
and i went through the hardest days recouping losses, counting wins
and we’re talking 100 bags when i out this brick
and i feel like trap when i mix the work gotta cover my face
i don’t talk in grams; i talk brown bricks in masking tape
have you counted a stack so fat that your fingers ache?
and sometimes i drive in silence, i have a clean run when i’m thinking straight
and if i could take it back, i’d probably do it all the same
and last week i k!lled the trap, this week imma do it all again
i fell in love with the sight of money
bro fell in love with the sight of guns
now i feel at home with the kitchen stove, just me whipping up
[hook: slim]
this is the life we live
ain’t nutin but dirty money, grub and forks in a pyrex dish
the whole gangs on violent sh+t
in the hardest times i make it work
show me a risk i’ll take it first
i ain’t sleeping tight or feeling right until i fly this bird
this is the life we live
ain’t nutin but dirty money, grub and forks in a pyrex dish
the whole gangs on violent sh+t
in the hardest times i make it work
show me a risk i’ll take it first
i ain’t sleeping tight or feeling right until i fly this bird

[outro: slim]
this is the life we live
ain’t nutin but dirty money
grub and forks in a pyrex dish

- slim uk lyrics

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