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letra de early days - big mubz & kaymuni

[verse 1: kaymuni]
it’s been a bad week, we lost four sticks
i never had no big bros to phone, i used to call sl!cks
before i get advice off the blind, i’d rather call sis
took so many l’s, me and lz battered raw fish
i told m you was the one, that was last summer
i ain’t made a penny from the t since my last runner
i put two hundred g’s in my rex
i notes’d a nine off the ‘nect and sent out two hundred texts
my ot ting probably wonder where i been
cah i ain’t spoke to her since they bagged me on the sweep
got my boy up in dispersals, he ain’t thinking ’bout release
cah he shot him point blank then got bagged on the scene
we doing fifty in a thirty lane
why them judges always tryna do you dirty, kay?
i’m thinking ’bout my early days
scr-pz had a forty-four, you know i had a thirty-eight
i know you wanna wait for me, but sh-t, they’re tryna bird me, babe
i can’t tell you all the sh-t that i’ve seen
i done werri, done swinny, done parc, done the green
i was cheffing man with swords that wouldn’t fit in my jeans
yo, i sat up in my cell and got a million streams
they left blood up on the floor for two weeks, it turned burgundy
make dua for bro, he got trial for three burners, b
robberies and ootings, they wanna throw the book at guys
bro, we look for them, they don’t look for guys
[verse 2: big mubz]
we look for them, they don’t look for guys
i’ll get a boy wrapped like yiannimize
cali hash with the makatussin and a little sprite
i chat to dead people when i’m getting high
‘016 in aldershot, we were hitting all the shots
got nicked for an am, bro left the town cordoned off
farnham, farnborough, three quid a day in bordon
ramsay on my waist and i whip it like i’m gordon
akhay, i’m getting right and that’s from selling light
i’ll tell a lie and get an alibi if i let it fly
i stood on my block with a dots near my crotch
now there’s two nineteens there, that’s thirty-two shots
they caught bro on a cell site, he was tryna sell light
five rolex’s and not one of them tell time
broke rules for wins, pray these prayers wash my sins
how i go to the mosque with rose gold on my skin?
akh, i’m dripping like the fraud stars but i don’t do fraud, darg
young days, i’d find spots like dora the explorer
laura loves my aura, i make her hold my borer
got bobby like zamora, i came up off a quarter
had a shotty in the corsa, now i put the lamb in corsa
no borer then i dish hooks like tiggs da author
his face turned sour when i stuck him with the sig
try do me for a brick, i done him for a hundred quid
these bricks i put through yards, they don’t break no glass
i pray salah in the dirty t with the cleanest heart
inshallah all my fallen bros feel my duas
i’m trapping outta cars, akh, i live life fast
they want what i got, they don’t know i done a lot
whipping in the pot, akh, i nearly lost the plot
for these punks, i got three-twos, three-eights and pumps
t-house, getting rid of weight like chunkz

- big mubz kaymuni

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