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[Verse 1] Lines don't loose sleep of lipping in the sheet Nothing seems real 'till it lands at your feet We all pay bills, I've got gaps in my teeth They never gave me luck, they're just gaps in my teeth I smile a lot; why not? Fan girls getting eyed up, it's best to keep your eyes shut Too nice to keep my eyes off That's fresh Kate, hands off Crush grapes and bake off I always take days off Praying that it pays off Stereotype me, that's a waster See myself like a Baidar, never been a faker Baby boy from the manger, east midlands popper Pocker think I'm selling A-class Went to see a doctor, he said my life was made up What you do with no options? Like a squirrel for an acorn, pulling out my hair I ain't getting no payrolls Searching for gold at the end of the rainbow I'm at a yellow brick road, doing up angel Tell her do it 'cus I said so Invade your king I ain't trying to get a bay raw, life a sin Can you give the boy a halo? Can you give the boy a blight? I'm just tryna get by, always told me lies Now they stood outside, praying at demise I'm an eagle flying, throught the brease, they chat I glide Like steez I'm T-sus Christ They nice, when I'm twice as nice Now your girl's crooking Now your mumsy nice Now your girl's crooking Now your mumsy nice [Hook] This one's for the ladies 'Cus they have our babies And they drive us crazy But they made us men This one's for the ladies 'Cus they have our babies And they drive us crazy But they made us men [Verse 2] Thorn in my foot, no one helped me out Im not unpure, neither good, like thats not allowed I tried talking to God, can you help me out? Never got a response, only asked as a child Been unsure on trial, I'm sure that ill walk this out Caught this flight, deja vu, already lived this life So the path that I'm on yeah, this one's mine No more sleep No more lines No more breachin' No more fines No more tack And no more nights In on the curfew, early nights No more jobseekers No more teamleaders, who ain't been leaders No more swinging out fights Everybody swinging out nice, like nobody dies But it's scumbag season I'll come back when no come back needed Man like lil' Jo I'm squeezing Prolly smoke more I'm leaning 8 year old's blow bags breathing Nowadays cognac sipping Back then? Scumpy sipping Lamborgini, never walk a breeny Got a fam like Averyx They sell, they sell shore for flavors I wouldn't sell myself out for a dough and acres I want a wife that's gracious And we can get a yard that's big in barbados I appreciate queens 'cus they made us I'll prolly see what's your fragrence, tasting like badies Put me in a spell like seance Shelter when it's rainy, Bob Marley, what's your preference Yeah, this one's for the Yeah, this one's for the Yeah, this one's for the [Hook] This one's for the ladies 'Cus they have our babies And they drive us crazy But they made us men This one's for the ladies 'Cus they have our babies Yeah they drive us crazy But they made us men Brr
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