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letra de #trendsetter - rm (uk)

[verse]
real n-ggas know me, i’m a real guy
if you rate real bars then you feel mine
mental wounds in my head, you can’t heal mine
brum town and it’s time to let the real shine
i’m bout to f-ck this music hard like i’m h-rny
tryna make my mum proud before i turn thirty
how come my own people dem don’t support me?
i get more love off people that have never saw me
you can’t understand this pain unless you’ve been here
tryna get residual income, f-ck linеar
stay away from hoes, try infect me with chlamydia
it’s pеak when you gotta bring a gun to the cinema
swear down the hood’s peak what i’m living in
been hmp, i could tell you how prison is
toilet’s blocked up but you still gotta sh-t in it
cd’s scratched so i rub a little spit on it
i ain’t collabing with n0body, they ain’t real enough
since my nan died, it’s like my wounds ain’t healing up
me and trex top two, cut if you ain’t feeling us
p4, i’m a pro man, not a fifa don
i ain’t chilling with you bruddas cause you chat sh-t
bare snakes round so i gotta keep a grass clip
only thought n-ggas from my hood seen my rap vids
now i say bar and get bigged up by maverick
wouldn’t think i’d go far as a tearaway
i’m twenty-three and i ain’t ever been on a aeroplane
i lost size, consequences of the mary jane
blaze one for tay and for squeeze, they ain’t here today
let me tell you bout my life
i got shot, got stabbed, nearly died twice
kicked outta school, year nine, not a nice ride
grew around newtown, handsworth then the five sides
like how am i supposed to choose where my mum moves?
never mind mine, you couldn’t walk in my don’s shoes
real music never dies cause the song’s true
free my n-gga remtrex, they got him locked too
i want it all, i ain’t coming for a piece of cake
brum’s on my back so it’s my time to lead the way
since the age of ten, i ain’t ever had an easy day
could be dead tomorrow, show love to who i see today
got shot, went hospital, got arrested
in a fed cell, feds had me on a stress ting
i’m talking bout shot, blood leaking out my neck ting
they drove me back to hospital, hoping i was dead quick
cah they know man’s destined for greatness
right now i’m screaming “f-ck you” to my haters
you said you don’t grass but my n-ggas got the papers
right now i’m on my last warning at probation
bullet holes in my clothes, i can show shots
feds tryna suck me off like a bl-wj-b
cah they know i’m on the streets like a phone box
i’m right there with my n-gga if it goes off

- rm uk

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