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I'm From...

 

I'm From...

(Album: Back To Square One - 2023)


I made my bed, so Imma lie in it
Silk quilt fit for a king, I love the finer things
Punch your boyfriend in the face with these diamond rings
God must can forgive me for these minor sins
They're in the comments on the blogs saying stand up
Like they knew that she was kneeling giving mad uck
Bae don't read the comments man, that's bad luck
She said she'll rather cry in a lamb truck
New Lamborghini
Private jet to Greece, helicopter Santorini
You look cute in your bikini
I drop six racks on flights
Every time I tell Tweetie come and see me, believe me
In every aspect in this life that we're living
I'm winning, I can't block my own nigga over women
From burners to murders, to money and girls
Even down to music coz when I drop, my shit sells

I'm from ... block, I'm from ... block
Where you put bullets in your G lock
See opps and squeeze off, opps and squeeze off
Opps and beat off, and make them speed off

I'm from ... block, I'm from ... block
Where you put bullets in your G lock
See opps and squeeze off, opps and squeeze off
Opps and beat off, and make them speed off

Hopped off the private jet, where we flying next
I don't like this Urus, brudda bring the higher spec
I can make a nigga fry your ex via text
Remember seeing undercovers outside my address
All my niggas breathing, hallelujah
Why the fuck you worrying about me, you little loser
Iyt look
Let's put the music money to the side 100k in a day, when I was 20
What's the vibe
Remember when the haters said my chains cost Loubs
Now I spend his chain money on a few shoes
Calm down if you only got a 2 2s
Bring my arms round, my AK protects the bluwuus
Urus or the cully
Glizzy or the brukky
She wants to suck my cocky
Let's stop all of the fuckery
Iyt cool, are you gonna sign the NDA or what
Coz if not I got a thicker bitch that's gonna take your spot
Buss downs and Birkins bae, that's the bare minimum
Last year a nigga ran through, a whole million
Dates overseas by the beach with some cool breeze
Cuzzy needs some money, that ain't nothing, they just call Rhys
I bought my niggas watches, out the goodness of my heart
He brought his niggas watches just to try and look the part
I buy my niggas ... and make them bang them off in ...
No likkle ones, I has the AKs in Powis Park

I'm from ... block, I'm from ... block
Where you put bullets in your G lock
See opps and squeeze off, opps and squeeze off
Opps and beat off, and make them speed off

I'm from ... block, I'm from ... block
Where you put bullets in your G lock
See opps and squeeze off, opps and squeeze off
Opps and beat off, and make them speed off

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