FANTASY BOYS - Flare (English Translation)

Lyrics

[Chorus: Dappy] I've never had love for the feds but I've always had love for my slum I'm addicted to these streets like a mum is to her kids So all my people in the slum, put your hands up (Brap!) See it never used to come that easy And I was just slidin' my way I dunno how I did it, but I will carry on 'til the die that I day [Verse 1: Dappy] I ain't gonna lie (Yeah), mama tried the best to bring me up right Guess it never worked, she always cries I was well involved in crime (Yeah) from the age of nine Music got me find of famous, now they want a piece of pie Blud, I'm blowin' up the scene, but I dunno where my bed is (No) I smoke so much weed 'cause I dunno where my head is I might have some fame but I'm still low on credit (Credit) Management love the money, someone tell me where my bread is I come across a lot of rich kids that die to be thugs (Huh?) But I don't understand them, they're very, very loved They don't wake up in the mornin' to see man pipin' dubs Or have to worry about the goons with the .38 snubs (Brap!) You got too much to lose (Lose), you're in a great position (Yeah) How can you be hood if my whole frickin' flat is smaller than your kitchen? (Oh) You wouldn't last a minute where I'm from, you'd go missin' So appreciate what you've got 'cause, with that I'm still wishin' (Brap) [Chorus: Dappy & Baker Trouble] I've never had love for the feds but I've always had love for my slum (Yeah) I'm addicted to these streets like a mum is to her kids So all my people in the slum, put your hands up (Brap!) See it never used to come that easy And I was just slidin' my way (Ah, ah) I dunno how I did it, but I will carry on 'til the die that I day [Verse 2: Baker Trouble & Dappy] I ain't gonna lie (Never), I make broke look good, more time I supply Just tryna get by, you should never ask me why I smoke 'til my lips split, bruv, they always send me dry To stop movin' like a criminal is what I try But you live by the roads, by the roadside you die I'm real in every situation, should make man humble like pie I've never had love for the feds 'cause they don't give man alibi They holdin' man under arrest, takin' time out of my life Once time's taken, time can't take back We're from a place where it's all B and C cats Some real most idiots, mommy's tryin' hard, we can see that Once the road takes the yutes, they won't be back I get love on the road, I got feedback Never had it, but I'm takin' the scene back Any trap that's bangin' rubber, I weed that Never had it for long, follow and trust me they need that Push ya hand up in the air and give me that (Street brothers, rep) [Chorus: Dappy, Baker Trouble, Dappy & Tulia] I've never had love for the feds (Yeah) but I've always had love for my slum (Baker) I'm addicted to these streets like a mum is to her kids So all my people in the slum, put your hands up (Brap!) See it never used to come that easy And I was just slidin' my way (Ah, ah) I dunno how I did it, but I will carry on 'til the die that I day (Oi) [Verse 3: Baker Trouble & Dappy] 'Til the day that I die, na na nai, come along How's ya day? What you wat? Same old, I'm livin' wrong I'm in the stud' makin' moves I'm on the roads movin' food Either way, we're makin' paper, makin' paper D-A-Pz, I'm mister Baker You won't get us on ya stage unless it's five bills or over Knockin' doors and sell our CD like a witness from Johova So where's the bitch Lola? I should have brought her over So she could suck the whole-a All my mandem are dark, everyone eats like they're sharks Been through so much different shit, the pain will never leave my heart I'll make you piss ya pants like gettin' stuck with food in your car So I suggest you listen close, trust me, you could be a star So what do ya think? Do ya still wanna live like me and him? You make me sick, you talk gun talk, you ain't even seen the stick Don't be upset, why do ya have to cry? Come along Na na naii 'til the day that we die (Brap!) [Chorus: Dappy, Baker Trouble, Dappy & Tulia] I've never had love for the feds but I've always had love for my slum I'm addicted to these streets like a mum is to her kids So all my people in the slum, put your hands up (Brap!) See it never used to come that easy And I was just slidin' my way (Ah, ah) I dunno how I did it, but I will carry on 'til the die that I day (Come along, brap) [Outro: Dappy, Baker Trouble & Tulisa] I'm afraid that's all you gettin', goodnight, God bless (Oh, oh, oh, oh) And when you wake up in the mornin', try not to be stressed (Oh, oh, oh, oh) I wish I had what you had, I ain't got nothin', my life's a mess (Oh, oh, oh, oh) So be thankful for your situation, stop actin' like a pest (Oh, oh, oh, oh) I'm afraid that's all you gettin', goodnight, God bless (Oh, oh, oh, oh) And when you wake up in the mornin', try not to be stressed (Oh, oh, oh, oh) I wish I had what you had, I ain't got nothin', my life's a mess (Oh, oh, oh, oh) So be thankful for your situation, know what time it is (Oh, oh, oh, oh)