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coming up - slim (uk) lyrics

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[verse 1: slim]
coming up, i fell in love with the hustle
i was into my money, not no kisses and cuddles
yo i was thirteen when i hit my first spliff
showed love to olders and they never deserved it
my pedal bike broke and i got sick of selling dope
i seen s getting money and that sh*t gimme hope
yo i was fifteen, selling weed from my mum’s crib
kept the mash in my room, i was doing some dumb sh*t
before glowz went jail, we used to chill in his hostel
stopped talking to my pops cah he was p*ssed that i dropped school
if i had one wish then you know that i’d bring him back
to try and makе him proud and just show him a bigger man
i was stressing out my mummy, getting nickеd up in o.t
des showed me a blueprint, my n*gga’s an o.g
my first food case, yo i got nicked with some pebble shots
cah me, glowz and jay were hitting sales on a pepper block

[chorus: mnelia]
heard them n*ggas asking “where he at?”
carrying the city on your back
all three*six*five, still right on time
i been gone, they struggling to relax
waiting for the real to come back
got me and mine, don’t ask i’m fine
[verse 2: slim]
when i was coming up, jas was k!lling the weed ting
and the judge took the p*ss with the bird that greaze did
when i was coming up, the olders told me i’d be rich
i had to focus on myself before i really could see sh*t
cah who would have thought that i’d be up in the charts?
yo from feltham exercise, doing dips on the yard
dex took me to the stove, i started whipping up work
i shed a tear for big s when he got hit with a bird
yo when sh*t falls apart, i make things come together
i pattern with the trappers and i’ll step with the steppers
i was showing off the spinners, we was chilling off in steppa’s
when i was coming up, i used to thrive under pressure
in a one*two punto i was puffing on endo
ever seen so much dough from a spot, you can’t let go?
your face so bait you give a f*ck if the feds know
cah you spin a hundred racks every month off a peb phone

[chorus: mnelia]
heard them n*ggas asking “where he at?”
carrying the city on your back
all three*six*five, still right on time
i been gone, they struggling to relax
waiting for the real to come back
got me and mine, don’t ask i’m fine
heard them n*ggas asking “where he at?”
carrying the city on your back
all three*six*five, still right on time
i been gone, they struggling to relax
waiting for the real to come back
got me and mine, don’t ask i’m fine

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