WSTRN - Round Here Lyrics
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    Round Here

    [Intro: Haile]
    Nah, me never bad for me bad
    But know what happens when you raised in North West, rude boy
    WSTRN season
    Nah, we don't need a reason
    That's just the rules, how it goes 'round here
    'Round here

    [Verse 1: Louis Rei]
    Uh, yeah
    Motherfuckers call me LB, remember the name
    From long time I'm offside, been ahead of the game
    Handling stitch, blow the whistle with sweat in no lane
    Ask A how I level my aim
    I'm too official for these little niggas begging for fame
    I never come up off a press plate, I come up off pressing cocaine
    Paper towel when its out dry
    Up, never downsize
    'Round here, niggas go in and buy it outright
    I'm 'bout mines, they know mines about in all the junctions
    Still Ashlin, couple nobodies but we don't trust them
    Fuck them
    Used to keep a burner by the dustbin
    The one who put the fun and the gun in all the function
    What's up, then?
    Everytime I come around, you always make assumptions
    I'm just tryna build a lickkle, wollan, get jumpin'
    Free my hittas in the can but that's just something
    That happens 'round here ('Round here)

    [Chorus: Haile]
    Nah, me never bad for me bad
    But know what happens when you raised in North West, rude boy
    Know it's love, action them na want
    'Round here, man you better watch yourself, rude boy oh
    Middle fingers if you ain't my drilla, oh
    If I'm eatin', know you havin' dinner too
    That's just the rules, how it goes 'round here
    'Round here

    [Verse 2: Skrapz]
    Yo, I grew up in the flats, never lived in a house
    I always knew that I was born to be a star, never had any doubts
    When I was young, I used to move reckless
    Real separate to the golden child
    That my mums probably would have expected
    I ain't golden, but my Rolex is
    Still in the trap like there's no exits
    I hit the roads without no breakfast
    Hit the stop, take the yayo out the pack
    Then I slap that in the Pyrex dish
    I've been in this, I never had a privilege
    And anything you hear me rap about, I'm really living it
    Tomorrow is a promise, I can go at any minute
    That's why I pack the spinner, innit
    And if you see me in a mask and somebody got smoked
    Then I never did it
    That's why I came through in the mask, innit
    I live my life without no limits
    I buss my gun 'til the clip finish
    Leave your face without no image

    [Chorus: Haile]
    Nah, me never bad for me bad
    But know what happens when you raised in North West, rude boy
    Know it's love, action them na want
    'Round here, man you better watch yourself, rude boy oh
    Middle fingers if you ain't my drilla, oh
    If I'm eatin', know you havin' dinner too
    That's just the rules, how it goes 'round here
    'Round here
    Nah, me never bad for me bad
    But know what happens when you raised in North West, rude boy
    Know it's love, action them na want
    'Round here, man you better watch yourself, rude boy, oh
    Middle fingers if you ain't my drilla, oh
    If I'm eatin', know you havin' dinner too
    That's just the rules, how it goes 'round here
    'Round here

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