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[Intro] Don't put the tens where the twenty's are The streets left me with so many scars Yeah [Verse 1] Damn, I'm so East End Even if I wanted to, I couldn't pretend Right now, I feel to turn up on the weekend And if I had one wish, I just wish I wouldn't be them Did-Did it off my own back, I didn't need friends Really comin' from the bottom at the deep end And they're lowkey tellin 'me I got some mean friends All because they shot grub and go and beat skengs Do road, free the killys, soon home All this he say, she say, but rеally, who knows? I was ambition from days in a school clothe Been tryna find ways, searchin' through the loopholеs My south ting don't do it like my ting from [?] She just love makin' noise, don't care if the room's closed Any time I hit the curb, feds say my tunes cold And I hate the new twenty's due to the new folds [Chorus] Don't put the tens where the twenty's are Remember lookin' through the penny jar PTSD, the streets left me with so many scars Lot of man said they ain't fake, but many are Many do this and many do that Many men talk things, many men talk wass 'Round here, if a man talk, men talk facts I ain't got time for the bullshit and cap [Verse 2] I ain't got time for the fictional raps LV the jumper, kicks just to match I remember broke days just sittin' in the flats Dreamin' 'bout a plug, puutin' bricks up on the slabs, still fiddlin' with taps But-but-but, I'm still up on some G shit Nowadays, songs the only things that's remixed Just in case the feds listen and I mean it, huh I mean it, darg, I really mean it Con-conspiracy gang, goin' jail weren't the plan They need to free all the man, I can't wait 'til they land Couple man fightin' new cases, [?] sheet longer than two pages Music got me seein' new places And I don't care about a new status Balenciaga socks, I ain't feelin' new laces Same men around me, there ain't no new faces, no new faces (It's 20) [Chorus] Don't put the tens where the twenty's are Remember lookin' through the penny jar PTSD, the streets left me with so many scars Lot of man said they ain't fake, but many are Many do this and many do that Many men talk things, many men talk wass 'Round here, if a man talk, men talk facts I ain't got time for the bullshit and cap
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