Dum
There ain't no strength in numbers
Only the one that's spelled like £
Offline, online ain't one more guy like me
I'm in these türkos heads full-time and the rent is free
Yeah bless them
This year im packed but times were different
I forgave and i listened, but it's not no more
I don't risk no money no more
Don't need nobody no more
Day we met, i was humble
Not first but the latter
Cold in the shop, just look till im at a point that's better
Cozy and indiscreet
These days man i reek of sleep
No toss and turn, it's peak
I got to know silence well
Yeah im better off tryna speak, check
Me and these turks ain't living the same at all
Run up on a different goal
Said bro can't watch but they listen though
It's standard, can't miss them you know expand it
Can't witness what in man's head
Drop freeze man trust, im the coldest bet
Think i don't know you? i do
And i don't forget
Soon when i look at the race
Soon imma pick up the pace
Bare man step on a lace
Cut back, go home, gotta think better ways, ways
In the jungle card don't work
Thank god i could pay with my face
Fast türko, i been outer space
Twist and turned, and now im in place
I don't care about doing it best
I can tell, im not gonna guess
She can put her hand on my chest
I get some bum man crying for less
Like you making it up as you go, and i can tell
It aint done well, i made hits let's sell
They make bags? i make bags as well
2022 some turk tryna give me bad advice
I don't listen to bad advice
Yeah i done what was needed
Get stuck, repeat it
Big crep in size 8, yeah i mean it
Türkos in uk we eating now, it's like that
Fam and that's where
My mind at
So if some old ting
Uber to my yard at 1 that's my bad
Wholesale platinum, please
Asked the boss, they not able
I chat right across from that table
Put them in a bag and ship to the same old
Tell bro i aint here for what they know
The man i left, i hear they try be more
They can try, they ain't me though
Never been, not nowhere near
Since got up to sing at 5 years old
Soon when i look at the race
Soon imma pick up the pace
Bare man step on a lace
Not me im back on my ways, yeah
In the london jungle card don't work
I was here counting days
Fast türko i been outer space
Twist and turned, and now im in place
Bum
Only the one that's spelled like £
Offline, online ain't one more guy like me
I'm in these türkos heads full-time and the rent is free
Yeah bless them
This year im packed but times were different
I forgave and i listened, but it's not no more
I don't risk no money no more
Don't need nobody no more
Day we met, i was humble
Not first but the latter
Cold in the shop, just look till im at a point that's better
Cozy and indiscreet
These days man i reek of sleep
No toss and turn, it's peak
I got to know silence well
Yeah im better off tryna speak, check
Me and these turks ain't living the same at all
Run up on a different goal
Said bro can't watch but they listen though
It's standard, can't miss them you know expand it
Can't witness what in man's head
Drop freeze man trust, im the coldest bet
Think i don't know you? i do
And i don't forget
Soon when i look at the race
Soon imma pick up the pace
Bare man step on a lace
Cut back, go home, gotta think better ways, ways
In the jungle card don't work
Thank god i could pay with my face
Fast türko, i been outer space
Twist and turned, and now im in place
I don't care about doing it best
I can tell, im not gonna guess
She can put her hand on my chest
I get some bum man crying for less
Like you making it up as you go, and i can tell
It aint done well, i made hits let's sell
They make bags? i make bags as well
2022 some turk tryna give me bad advice
I don't listen to bad advice
Yeah i done what was needed
Get stuck, repeat it
Big crep in size 8, yeah i mean it
Türkos in uk we eating now, it's like that
Fam and that's where
My mind at
So if some old ting
Uber to my yard at 1 that's my bad
Wholesale platinum, please
Asked the boss, they not able
I chat right across from that table
Put them in a bag and ship to the same old
Tell bro i aint here for what they know
The man i left, i hear they try be more
They can try, they ain't me though
Never been, not nowhere near
Since got up to sing at 5 years old
Soon when i look at the race
Soon imma pick up the pace
Bare man step on a lace
Not me im back on my ways, yeah
In the london jungle card don't work
I was here counting days
Fast türko i been outer space
Twist and turned, and now im in place
Bum
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Writer(s): Berke Kasar
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