PLRK

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Ekali
 Aye, look
 I remember them days as kids
 Broke, man, we never had shit (Had nothin')
 Fist fights had my blazer ripped
 Probably catch me outside with the same old kicks (True)
 More time, with the same old clique
 More time outside on the same old strip (Free the bros)
 Fuck one time with the same old bitch
 But the whip outside ain't the same old whip
 Dodge blue lights, if I don't, I'm pissed (Pissed)
 Jakes want the whole gang nicked
 Truly miss my nig, free bro, Jay Rich
 All the L's we took but the cake we flipped
 That's M way trips for more than a bit
 Uh, if I done it with six and the plug act up
 Probably jerk that prick
 No lies told, you know how it goes
 None of them boys ain't hurting shit
 Ran through thirty quid, I could really show you what worksy is
 Man spend loose change on drip, still turn gyal to a thirsty bitch
 But she just wanna ride it doggy, arch it properly, taste the tip
 And broski slide like hockey, come 'round there and burst that clip
 Reload the clip and just burst it, food or squares, we all work it
 24 hours, we're all working
 If she got batty, I might work it
 Wife a chick, it's not worth it (Not worth it)
 Same on the net as in person
 Them man rat, they're just vermin
 Told my young boy, stay earning
 Not long till we all blow for certain, aye (Blow for certain)
 I was the man when I was a kid
 Look at me now, I'm poor little rich
 Still on the block, I'm still with the clique
 Still on the stage, they're loving my shit (They love my shit)
 All we do is win, man flex like I all ever do is gym (All I do is gym)
 I'm in V.I.P, tell broski go bring the groupies in
 No chat for a hater (No chat)
 Couldn't care what they do or think
 I hit a lick and bro made the drinks
 To get to the top, had to double the figs
 Had to get to the top so we doubled it (Doubled it)
 That's for all of my family struggling (Struggling)
 I tell mummy, we're cool, there's no worrying (Worrying)
 'Till the day that I die, I'll be hustling
 Look, I love my life
 Gyally said she love my pipe
 Kitkats coming like Ku Klux Klan
 'Cause the only thing they love is
 Me and gang came to the function
 Seven man up like I don't like Sprite
 Big back chocolate ting
 Back it up on a boy so sudden, Kinder surprise
 I don't even whine at parties
 I just pass that one to my dargy
 'Member back then, she wouldn't off them pants
 Pants came off when she saw man's car key
 Won't take her for a Nandos, Portguese ting so I just want Nani
 And she's from Tottenham
 My other's in Highbury, scored on both, North London derby
 We don't conversate with raleighs, R.I.P's and frees to my dargys
 I don't know dookie
 That ain't my chargie but I know shorty, gyally, she nasty
 Gyal palm me, hardy, I'm classy, red leather seats
 Playboy like Carti
 I know they wan' harm me but I got a hitter and he's got a forty
 Definitely blast it, shit then
 Rahtid, double tap, click that target
 F line do numbers, food in abundance, looking like Dagenham Market
 I knew life was fucked when I woke up
 And had to put bro in a casket (R.I.P)
 All of that mourning
 Now I won't stop 'till the whole team's balling
 I was the man when I was a kid
 Look at me now, I'm poor little rich
 Still on the block, I'm still with the clique
 Still on the stage, they're loving my shit (They love my shit)
 All we do is win, man flex like I all ever do is gym (All I do is gym)
 I'm in V.I.P, tell broski go bring the groupies in
 No chat for a hater (No chat)
 Couldn't care what they do or think
 I hit a lick and bro made the drinks
 To get to the top, had to double the figs
 Had to get to the top so we doubled it (Doubled it)
 That's for all of my family struggling (Struggling)
 I tell mummy, we're cool, there's no worrying (Worrying)
 'Till the day that I die, I'll be hustling
 

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Duration
03:01
Key
9
Tempo
140 BPM

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