Lyrics

I need to get away from this place cah the feds want me on another case
I don't know how to dance in the rave
Cause I'm always in the bando cutting shapes
I don't know how to dougie and dab but I know how to juggle and bag
And that's all I learned from this game
Oh Allah man I need to get away
Bouncing like I'm on E, pad mate tryna watch TV
But I'm too gassed up, I can't settle
Music blasting as usual, hot water in my noodles
I left the tuna cooking in the kettle
I told that yute "Clean my pad up"
But I gave him the man's first so he's stalling
Guard said no flip flops on the landing
Huh? I said "Fuck off mate, I'm going home in the morning"
I ain't gotta put up with this shit no more
Sick of hearing keys rattling and screws past my door
Queuing up just to put my clothes in the laun'
Putting credit on the kiosk just to make a quick call
Nah fuck this place, I'm going home
But I can't lie man I'm gonna miss all my bros
So I didn't spud them I hugged them on soc'
I told them "I can't wait til' we're all on road"
I need to get away from this place cah the feds want me on another case
I don't know how to dance in the rave
Cause I'm always in the bando cutting shapes
I don't know how to dougie and dab but I know how to juggle and bag
And that's all I learned from this game
Oh Allah man I need to get away
Still yawning, guard bust my door in the morning
Like "Flames, pack your stuff, you're going home"
Time to hit road, let me get Mini on the phone
Like "Yo come and pick me up bro"
Arms looking bloated as fuck, man they fill out that top
Got my ex wishing that she stayed
Been home a day, causing a nuisance already
Bet they wished they locked me, threw the key away
But they didn't so I'm back on my block
Asking pretty Chantelle "What's up man? You missed me or what?"
Have her filling her cup
Couple hours with her, watch me turn her apartment to a crop
Man I'm high out my face
It's been a while since I blazed
Looking at the spliff like it's laced
Said she wanna dance with me
I just said that I can't and I blamed it on the weed
I need to get away from this place cah the feds want me on another case
I don't know how to dance in the rave
Cause I'm always in the bando cutting shapes
I don't know how to dougie and dab but I know how to juggle and bag
And that's all I learned from this game
Oh Allah man I need to get away
Written by: Flame Blazin
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