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GANG (BERWYN Remix)
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Headie One
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More than enough time to think of a plan Now they trap-trap-trappin' and they think of the gang More than enough time to think of a plan Two months and I ain't been home I still say my Hail Mary when I break each O' Paps don't know if I'm dead or alive I just bag this first Z out this nine Got nicked up in country, fell in love with this life I never knew that jail would be the next time I write My shorty when it's on, doin' better at life They didn't lie when they say you're out of sight, out of mind Told myself I'll make sure they can't forget mе next time I got lit, really had to takе those risks You ever sat on public transport casually with half a brick? You ever been up North? Nuttin' to relate to On the wing, I had more than enough time to think of a plan Gr-grew together, tried to think we're a gang Now they talkin' drill and trap, and then they think of the gang More than enough time to think of a plan Now they trap-trap-trappin' and then they think of the gang (Gang, gang, gang) Twelve years an' I ain't been home Ain't bitter, though I know that's just the way that it goes Pops don't know if I'm dead or alive Ain't seen the geezer since I was nine When he calls and he asks me, I just tell him I'm fine He's old, he don't really need the stress on his mind On the phone I just lie an' tell him "Mummy's alright" These times, when my Mum was still on top, still inside Lord, be my protection an' light Twelve years an' I ain't been home Imagine, twelve whole years an' I still ain't got used to the cold They don't care if I'm dead or alive Maybe if I [?] a couple [?] then they'll give me the time I was just a li'l sh*te, uh Stripped to my rides An' it had me on the strip every night So I had to do this sh*t to survive A couple of my olders didn't have their papers either Only people alive that could give me advice On that live-and-die sh*t On that how to make it by without a single ride Knowing that if I get nicked, I'm not going to jail I'm not like these other guys, I'm straight on a flight Twelve years an' I ain't been home Twelve whole years an' I'm sick to the bone Maybe I should dip on a flight They call it a gang, fam, I call it a tribe Hm
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