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Wal-lāhi, first trenchers
Bruh, it's like 80 degree at night
In the summertime and I
Come on, cousin, all my niggas beat the shit
All my niggas got (automatic driller)
Wal-lāhi

Construction outside
Woke us up 'bout 15 times
You took the gun and shot it at the sky
To trade this bullet for a new life (pew, pew)

Bullet like a new cry
Let's go inside, I wanna see you in a dim light
I think I wanna be a good guy
But good guys die first

Side bag like a purse (pew, pew)
We're still here where we know it hurts, oh
Where we know it hurts

And the day that I had you
Yelling, "Gang-gang-gang" in my room
You sprayed me with perfume
Then we took the night, took a drive
And you were singing a street nigga lullaby

La-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la
La-la, la-la, la-la
La-la-la-la-la

Tryna remember the pain
When I wasn't afraid
When we ran to the store with everything we made
Three dollars, one bike to last us through the day (pew, pew)

And the time I never seen you
I thought you were on vacation
But you were sleeping in detention
Now it's you with the patience

Easy come, easy go
If it was love you would've known
Big coat with a 30
I really feel like it's only us in this city

And the day that I had you
Yelling, "Gang-gang-gang" in my room
You sprayed me with perfume
Then we took the night, took a drive
And you were singing a street nigga lullaby

La-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la
La-la, la-la, la-la
La-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la
La-la, la-la, la-la
La-la-la-la-la

Love expensive jig
It sold me, real power pills
It's nothin' to the jig
From the six, off of Denwood
My lil' house, my streets
One of them hoods
One outrance, one entrance
The script was a big difference



Credits
Writer(s): Destin Route, Mustafa Ahmed, Rodaidh Mcdonald, Simon Hessman
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