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Grew Up In (Explicit) - Wiley/Stormzy/Solo 45
Yeah I grew up in Bow E-thrizzy

Home of Maniac home of Tinchy home of Dizzee

If you don't get it then you're gonna be without

That's why I fly around and make myself busy

Complacent shotta gets robbed for a belly

This sh*t's going on but I don't mean telly

When the rain falls you can't be saved by wellies
A kid walks in starts waving a semi
Badman he ain't afraid of any

Expensive watch now why have I got it

Furthermore f**k that I'mma shot it

You know why blood Cause I don't want it

Go and look a next property swap it

I deal with change in a pattern

Too many girls buy jewellery in Hatton

New generation's here what you saying

We're gonna see when I pass you the baton

I grew up in south west London home of the brave

Home to the roadside Gs So Solid UK

Be loud and clear when you're calling my name

Shut down the club live show then
I cut I'm the lord of the rave

From a place where your big bad brother can't save you

Where the olders are washed and the young
Gs out on the blocky want grief

Get out of my seat what the f**k did you bring to the table

From a place where they think that you're rich
If you ever get signed to a label

Last night I fell asleep with the engine running

Kick down your door then my bredrin's running

I don't like that yout I don't care who

I don't know that yout don't care about your cousin
Got a photoshoot whole ends is coming rudeboy
You ain't got enough class

Your boy's on form this year fall back
You ain't got enough bars 20 man deep
On a night out buy out the bar you ain't got enough staff
Told man don't even talk to you much but you talk too much
All you niggas just bark
Yo Broadwater Farm shooters I'm one of them
I lost my dollar if you ever try one of us
Ain't shot a ni**a in ages still someone try it
I need some practice
Signed to Island now I've gotta 'llow it
Ten man Cool I've got it
I refuse to be with no limit
On my own Wiley with it
I like money money money I love money money money
Man f**k your three girls get your wallet out
I spend your last month's wages cabbing about
I'll sleep on a plane too much money about
A cave time I give my now map the man
Money money money bruv it's money money
Super Sega Level 9000 ni**a

Have a drink and will man 'llow me ni**a Rudeboy
I f**king love these groupies ni**a

But I love the money more you feel me ni**a

Super Sega Level 9000 ni**a

Have a drink and will man 'llow me ni**a Rudeboy
I f**king love these groupies ni**a

But I love the money more you feel me ni**a ni**a ni**a