Charlie Sloth - Fire in the booth ( part 1 & 2 ) lyrics

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Charlie Sloth - Fire in the booth ( part 1 & 2 ) lyrics

{Yung Bush} Part 1 Yo Talk of the town Look, I'm the talk of the town Everyone's sayin 2016's mine so right now i feel like the talk of the town Talk of the town hear your sh** they're just gonna call you a clown This right here how they all wanna sound Try ridin my wave then they all gonna drown Wait Charlie, called them man to the booth but there weren't really no point crawlin around The whole point was to set fire to the booth When you gave them a chance they watered it down Anyway let me tell you something bout me I ain't in the street just walking around Things ain't sweet and none of us ain;t rich So if we in the street then its all for the pounds Look change, for the pounders I do my ting And f** all the doubters Cos i come from a place where nobody ain't safe And they all got shanks in their trousers And when i say that they're out in the field and they swing stitch round Look, they ain't playin rounders Ain't flowerin they weighin up ounces So the feds always kickin down houses I don't ever listen when they say they love me Cos i don't trust them and they dont really trust me Oh well that's cool, i ain't no fool So i don't ever let em get comfy And no girl could friend zone me coz it ain't like dat i don't let em get comfy I keep her on the phone, holler at her line if she pretty Block her if she lookin kinda ugly Wouldn't ever row If you don't try then you wouldn't ever know You could be the hardest that anybodies seen if you don't put in work then you wouldn't ever blow Drugzers life i will never tell a soul For a little jail time you were singin on your bro Wait, you were singin on your bro The only time i sings when im switchin up the flo Like, lemme show em how i switch Man go at me then you must be sick I'm a london boy i do it just like chip Show em he's a dickhead then i hit em up uick If you ever see me out with a girl then know that's my angel she ain't no b**h Wait, but she ain't, really she ain't no b**h Wait, when i say that she likes chains and whips Man i mean literally chains and whips When girls are impressed by chains and whips All it takes is a big name and she strips Know that its real when everythings just a big deal when your beefin at bloodz and crips and you gotta say chill Look, tell her just chill Look babe just don't trip , don't fall too fast Brudda just don't slip Some girls might love you for your whip Some girls might love you for yourself and some girls might just be in love with your dick Some girls might be in love with your name Tell em that love ain't a game Part 2 Yo, money ain't changin me Money ain't changin me, i change money just get em from A to B The money that i make can't make change in me I told my girl be patient ill be back I ain't even bothered if she waits for me Cos now i'm just thinking on my business mind like i don't need break i need a bakery I mean something i can build on I'm talkin something real strong Something i can make a mil from So i invest all my time just buildin sh** and the rest of my time on my real dons If you think there's only one way you can make money your real wrong You can still call if you need me for grub cos there ain't anything i can't get you deals on You can call me when it's hard in the trap Don't ever think that i can't help you out If you weren't around me when i was broke When i'm livin that life then i can't help you out Real never joke when it comes to this bread This is life and d**h, we ain't laughin about Got a ...... k** for like half that amount Look, look i've got to keep my phones on daily I need 3 or 4 phones that pay me And right now i'm in the booth with Charlie but after I've got to link Peter and Katie I'm only here Cos i really wanna blow but if rap don't work then the beams gotta pay me I spit crack on the turbo on the mic but if rap dont.... Then beams gotta.... School taught me that everyones cool but the streets taught me that bare man out here snaky School taught me to follow all the rules but the streets taught me do it ever for your safety School never really taught me sh** apart from that world war 2 was crazy The streets taught me to break weapons apart and put em back together like i've been in the navy Tracksuit Navy That i'm really that guy so i dont have to try and i still sound wavy So i be here for a really long time and i'm tellin these guys i don't care if you hate me And don't think because you've got a blue tick you can verify me I don't care if you rate me

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