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2017-01-02

  Man - Skepta

  I don't know why man's calling me family

  all of a sudden

  Like hmm my mum don't know your mum

  Stop telling man you're my cousin

  I got day ones and I got new ones

  No fake ones trust no one

  It's boy better know 'til I die

  Tryna run up in the bank like Bonnie and Clyde

  Cause

  Man get money with the gang

  Man get girls with the gang

  Man eat food with the gang

  Man talk slang to the feds

  Can't work out what I just said to a man

  Told me you was a big fan

  but the first thing you said

  When you saw me is can I get a pic for the gram

  I was like nah sorry man

  I only socialize with the crew and the gang

  Woah guess who's back

  Came a long way from sittin' in the flats

  Came a long way from

  when whites never used to mix with blacks

  Now all my white niggas

  and my black mates we got the game on smash

  I used to rate your page on myspace

  but you never stayed on track

  Upset cause your wife is a fan

  she done with a little boy

  Now she wants to be with a man

  Told my accountant do me a transfer

  cause I wanna buy some land

  You and I have got different plans

  Real mad man I might go saint ann's

  No triple a pass no wristbands

  You are not mandem you are not gang

  Tracksuit mafia boy better know

  My ones my team

  Meridian bad blocks

  London boys active boys

  You get me

  Man get money with the gang

  Man get girls with the gang

  Man eat food with the gang

  Man talk slang to the feds

  Can't work out what I just said to a man

  Told me you was a big fan

  but the first thing you said

  When you saw me is can I get a pic for the gram

  I was like nah sorry man

  I only socialize with the crew and the gang

  They wanna see me drown

  Tryna hold the mandem down

  Cause I shutdown shoreditch car park

  And I got bars like camden town

  Out there tryna survive on the streets

  Tryin' not to get killed by the police

  And I be schoolin' mc's

  Nobody leaves 'til half-past-three

  This year I'mma teach them a lesson

  Tell grace don't reply to those emails

  Nah I don't wanna do no sessions

  It's like them man have got an obsession

  with my style of expression

  But in public never hear my name mentioned

  Catch them at the nightclub entrance

  Always seekin' attention

  But I be inside tryna get burst

  Looking all cool like her

  Dressed like I just come from pe

  You're dressed like you just come from church

  Better do your research

  You don't wanna hear my verse come after your verse

  Mcs act brand new

  cause they got a little money in their purse

  So you had a good solo career

  Had a few big songs over the years

  Back then you was a real top boy

  But right now fam nobody cares

  Walked in the club everybody's like

  Who is he why is he walking around with security

  You know the postcode when you're talkin' road

  Better know that I speak that fluently

  I don't know

  why man's callin' me family all of a sudden

  Like hmm my mum don't know your mum

  Stop telling man you're my cousin

  I got day ones and I got new ones

  No fake ones trust no one

  It's boy better know 'til I die

  Tryna run up in the bank like Bonnie and Clyde

  Cause

  Man get money with the gang

  Man get girls with the gang

  Man eat food with the gang

  Man talk slang to the feds

  Can't work out what I just said to a man

  Told me you was a big fan

  but the first thing you said

  When you saw me is can I get a pic for the gram

  I was like nah sorry man

  I only socialize with the crew and the gang

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