Brum Town Baby

[Chorus]
Man are from the slum, I'm a Brum town baby
Hella ootings and abbings, they've been going on lately
Fuck with my team, you must be after a sun tan
Ooter in the passy with a stick like boom bam
In Arcadian, Grey Goose spilling
His girl on me so now he's all up in his feelings
These man are jokers, why they talk about killings?
You work with your dad, that's all you know about drilling

[Verse 1]
Yo it's RK, I know you've heard of me
My dons will line up your shirt like it's Burberry
I hear the gas, I hear them talking like they're on job
They could aim their stick at me and end up with their gun robbed
Cause when it's go time, bruddas they be freezing up
If you've gotta tell man you're real then you ain't real enough
I've got man in my DM's saying "Keep it up"
Fuck the ends, tryna do round the world like a keepy-up
They're on games, me and mine, we don't play those
We pattern shit, pattern gang like Fredo
Broad day, run a man down on the main road
Catch man, slap it on his head like some cainrows

[Bridge]
And then I bill a zoot, now I'm in the zone again
Bagged up, now I've gotta hit the road again
I've got my babes stressing, ringing off my phone again
That's another night that I ain't coming home again

[Chorus]
Man are from the slum, I'm a Brum town baby
Hella ootings and abbings, they've been going on lately
Fuck with my team, you must be after a sun tan
Ooter in the passy with a stick like boom bam
In Arcadian, Grey Goose spilling
His girl on me so now he's all up in his feelings
These man are jokers, why they talk about killings?
You work with your dad, that's all you know about drilling

[Verse 2]
I'm not a rapper, I just rap cause I'm good at it
Girls that used to air me on my dick now because of it
I hit it once then it's back to the roadside
I'm in KFC with a pack cause my phone died
I've got too much sauce, them man are flavourless
Walked in the penthouse, felt like it was made for us
From young I knew I wasn't average
All I do is chase money, yes I am my dad's kid
So if you're getting money throw your hands up in the air
I've got trappers over here and I've got trillers over there
Step to me, nah they really wouldn't dare
Prison don't phase my shooter, no he really doesn't care
So if you're getting money let me see you throw your hands up
Real can relate, we grind hard to get our bands up
Bro just rang up and he said he's in beef
I said "Say no more", grab the sweets then I hang up
It seems like all my life I've been running from the plug
When I get to thirty I ain't tryna have a job
My bro got the ooter, I'll be giving him the nod
Make a man hold corn but it isn't on the cob
I see them posting pics with their wifey, oh God
I could never wife a jezzy, are you mad?
I'm preeing on their Insta and I'm laughing, oh God
Like say my dick hasn't been in half of their gobs
Giuseppes on my feet but I don't care for them
Remember when they used to air me, now I'm airing them
Count a stack then I create a stack
Go town, spend a stack, next day make it back

[Bridge]
And then I bill a zoot, now I'm in the zone again
Bagged up, now I've gotta hit the road again
I've got my babes stressing, ringing off my phone again
That's another night that I ain't coming home again
And then I bill a zoot, now I'm in the zone again
Bagged up, now I've gotta hit the road again
I've got my babes stressing, ringing off my phone again
That's another night that I ain't coming home again