Dank Neighbourhood - words like bru

Okay I've always been so grateful for what my father's done
Grew up in the village and hustled 'til he was out
Learning was so important so we left when we were young
Went to an English school and forgot my mother tongue

I now speak like this and say words like "bru"
Surf and Skate and chill with my dudes
Now my fellow people think I'm living a lie
And it's all a disguise, oh yeah what a surprise

Okay now
White girl wanna fuck me for my dick size
But never the next move
Coz she's worried that her family won't approve
Pretty fucken rude, I felt the tears build up in my eyes
I went to BlueBoi's room and cried yeah I cried

And that was the last time
That I showed any attention to a racist bitch
Sometimes I wish she kept the kid
Just to see her father's face
Would he let me live or would he wanna catch a case
I bet my mama hear that shit and turning in her grave

I said, I see my sister's catching smoke
On some xenophobic tip
Her mister's pretty fucken dope
But could he be her next of kin?
Father don't believe in him
He's not from this area
Africans don't trust other niggahs from Nigeria
It's causing mass hysteria
All this separation
First we hating skin and then we hate each other's nations
I'm running outta patience and I'm running outta time
So I might as well just live my fucken life

Okay now, at the after party's where I learnt my camaraderie
I'll look after you, if you promise to look after me
It's a pity that these kids get it off the streets
You don't know what you get, you just hoping for a little tweak
You can't spell Wednesday without a two E's
You feeling me? coz I don't feel my tongue
I'm 24 years old, or 24 years young
Look at what the muthafucken boy has done
Having so much fun
Just to numb the pain
Bitch I'll do it again

Written by:
Paul Twekye

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