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Louis Aura
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[Verse 1]
Like
No manners, cold hearts, old scrammers
These hammers made destruction
But they no jammers
What a waste of a gift, you don't apply yourself
Even the teachers knew
Jimmy had the most talent
The streets took a hold of me
Weed kept controlling me
Was on the same thing, you ever roll with me
Went alone when nobody wanna go with me
I spit it for them killers, Belmarsh to Coldingley
[Verse 2]
Fourteen, when I first hit the bud
Didn't really like it, but I'm copying the tugs
I just love the mash, just fell in love with the snub
Cat it, just to hold it, didn't wanna wear no gloves
Never got put on, but I was on it
Tell a man run it, I pushed the 40 cali in his stomach
I grew up with the crooks, that's why I'm stubborn
And where I'm from was rugged
Price of life cheaper than an onion
[Verse 3]
Donny had the cheese, so we bun him
Now the p's coming
Wish I weren't so blind as a yungen
Flicky by my nutsack, way before WhatsApp
I'm sitting in my lecture with the blicky in the rucksack
Shorty talking mess, said I gave her the ick
But kept coming back cah I gave her the stick
Them **** in your circle, they ain't paid, they gon' switch
Was Bisto, but now they tryna gravy your chips, I put
[Verse 4]
Work on that strip, like a hooker
I make good music, prolly cah I was a pusher
My **** can't chef, but he a cooker
Got it off the books
Had a semi point-nine, call him Booker
Me and Bowser baggin' up the nekkle
I took a little loss, but I got it right back, Gary Neville
Then I upgraded to the pebbles
Or was it them tickets
Can't remember, trees fucked up my mental
[Verse 5]
Dining with a bird, up in central
Don't really do the red meat, but if I do, wagyu is on the menu
Just had to be there, I can't tell you
How we used to shell it, champagne on showcases at the venue
Hustlers don't die, but my homies in the grave
They living through me, prolly why I don't age
My **** died young, but they was bold and they was brave
I feel 'em in my soul when I'm performing on the stage
I give my life to this
Give my pain and all my struggle, all my strife to this
Tryna spit it like me, you couldn't write to this
This the truth that I seen, I couldn't lie to this
Fuck if you like this shit
[Verse 6]
Ya dun know, you know who it is
Big hits from the Bricky side
Shout out my family Tef'
You know man's riding bang up right now
I done a bout 5 minutes, man's got 2 minutes to go
Ya dun know
Shoutout big brodie Tef'
Written by: Louis Aura, Youngs Teflon