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letra de lest we forget - loue marc

[intro]
like i’m born in england
i’m english, like, i’m like, as english as-uh fish and chips
you know? you spanish? you’re moroccan init, no
you’re moroccan, i know my people, i know my africans you get me
yeah i know africans, come on, we’re not the same color but we’re from different- we’re all the same, but ay-ay

[bridge]
model she don’t know how to roll it, i swear that pain moulded me, when i learnt how to control it
poor my brother ronnie don’t owe me
poor my brother ronnie don’t owe me
poor my brother ronnie don’t owe me
[verse 1]
missеd calls but she never did phonе me
back then man was on tanna like tony, model girl look like naiomi
if that’s my brother, he never could owe me
opps can’t slew me, no love for a phoney
that was the old me, yeah, yeah
brother do better than me, yeah brother do better than me
brother do better than me, yeah pray brother do better than me
i prayed for my bro cause’ he ain’t to hopeful, got a bad b and she ain’t got socials
how many times did we, run opp blocks like we was the locals
brother do better than me, yeah brother do better than me
i go my dad’s grave when i need find peace, back the browning she look just like me
anti-climax when she suck who’s t–th, pray brother do better than me
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[chorus]
model she don’t know how to roll it, i swear that pain moulded me, when i learnt how to control it
poor my brother ronnie don’t owe me
poor my brother ronnie don’t owe me
poor my brother ronnie don’t owe me

[verse 2]
trap out the council flat, remember when i had no dad
sneakz had my back, gave me the t then asked dat back
matter of fact, matter of fact, you was going a them times
but you told me to stay where i’m at, cuz all of them n-ggas was carrying waps
and me and you never did grow up like that, matter of fact
you was doing f them times but i told you just stick to the trap
cuz’ you don’t wanna inna in all dat, then you looked back and then stick to the rap
i teach my yg that, yeah, i teach my yg that yeah
[bridge]
model she don’t know how to roll it, i swear that pain moulded me, when i learnt how to control it
poor my brother ronnie don’t owe me
poor my brother ronnie don’t owe me
poor my brother ronnie don’t owe me

- loue marc

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