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PERFORMING ARTISTS
K Koke
K Koke
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
SRNO
SRNO
Composer
RR
RR
Songwriter

Lyrics

Alright, listen
Uh, alright
Look, look, look
Busy from the start
Written in my heart
I stay busy, say nizzy, four fizzy, might spark
No nights off
I'm grinding like I'm supposed to, fam
Slidin' from the sirens, tryna find us in their police van
Holding grams, tryna find the master plan
Talk dough and don't phone, I won't answer, fam
I'm so rogue, these labels can't chance a man
I'm a no-go, the po-po are trying to shut him down
Fuck around, I can't perform in my fucking town
It's like they all unsure when I come around
'Cos i'm that raw, from the floors of the underground
And coke comes pure, you can't cut it down
I come from a place, you won't like to go
Judged by race, you might not make it home
Street from the gully of the gaza
Road come like sauna
These bad man you can't come back 'pon the corner
I bleed, it must be the marijuana
If I see enemy, me raise the llama
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck it, I'm back
You man are under attack
I want what's mine and on my life
Mine are running it back
I swallow pride, lost my mind, like one of my hats
I'm from the dark side of London, used to running them flats
I've sold dark, white and onions, tryna rummage a stack
I've sent my own fucking aunt to go and pull in the cats
You say these roads ain't cold, then you ain't living it fam
I'm out here, strike a pose, take a picture with man
Round here, is a no-go for opposite gangs
Feds know man, and hope to put cuffs on my hand
Check the slogan
Stay busy, hustle and bang
And fuck your program
'Cus I ain't really fucking with man
I come from a place, you won't like to go
Judged by race, you might not make it home
Street from the gully of the gaza
Road come like sauna
These bad man you can't come back 'pon the corner
I bleed, it must be the marijuana
If I see enemy, me raise the llama
Written by: RR, SRNO
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