Bare Trainers

Lyrics
[Hook] I see a man get boxed like bare trainers See a brudda gettin smoked like bare flavours See a man get boxed like bare trainers See a brudda gettin smoked like bare flavours See a man get boxed like bare trainers See a brudda gettin smoked like bare flavours See a man get boxed like bare trainers See a brudda gettin smoked like bare flavours [Verse 1] See a man get boxed like bare trainers See a brudda gettin smoked like bare flavours Got my own weed don't share flavours Manna put 'em in the dirt like caretakers Grew up on the ends so I've had haters Got up to a little crime so I've had papers Manna lidge but I'm not get bare payments Get it on my own don't share payments Always got a little suin don't fear wagans Bruddas always talk wass so I don't rate 'em I was chilling in the flats I had bare grade then Had to duck from the fucking boys in blue grey men I'm a talented brudda manna got a great pen Keep my head down OGs dropping me gems I'm a diamond not a gem there's a difference You can get slapped in your head Cuzzy in the pen more time it plays on my head But I don't say nuttin just stay praying One day I see a yute get shaved in It was near slick Rick that's ironic Why do breddas wanna act like they're bionic See your head back better keep an eye on it Manamans pissed if I spy on it Like a trailer keep my eye on clips [Hook] See a man get boxed like bare trainers See a brudda gettin smoked like bare flavours See a man get boxed like bare trainers See a brudda gettin smoked like bare flavours See a man get boxed like bare trainers See a brudda gettin smoked like bare flavours See a man get boxed like bare trainers See a brudda gettin smoked like bare flavours [Verse 2] See a man get boxed like bare Chinese If I hit 'em widda combo bare high knees KFC to your face but it ain't no chips Bro bro got the dip and it's hot like tea I was sitting in the tiz with M I Z We were sitting in the niz tryna break down trees Made me late for work but I tripled my p Got bare stylie even in nike I was on my balcony holding a meds Things that mum said stay stuck in my head Who's that yute skidding past on a ped Man I heard it rev from the top of the ends Why do all these bruddas wanna talk Glocks and skengs When really they ain't doing no jobs they're plebs Why do all these bruddas wanna talk Glocks and skengs When really they ain't doing no jobs they're plebs Sheg Hit 'em widda combo hit 'em widda left And a right uppercut rudeboy then you're dead Right uppercut rudeboy then you're dead Dupwidabruk going in like sex Dupwidabruk going in like sex Yeah I like sex rudeboy I don't like skets Yeah I like sex rudeboy I don't like skets But wait [Hook] I see a man get boxed like bare trainers See a brudda gettin smoked like bare flavours See a man get boxed like bare trainers See a brudda gettin smoked like bare flavours See a man get boxed like bare trainers See a brudda gettin smoked like bare flavours See a man get boxed like bare trainers See a brudda gettin smoked like bare flavours See a man get boxed like bare trainers See a brudda gettin smoked like bare flavours See a man get boxed like bare trainers See a brudda gettin smoked like bare flavours See a man get boxed like bare trainers See a brudda gettin smoked like bare flavours See a man get boxed like bare trainers See a brudda gettin smoked like bare flavours
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- Duppy