A Town Matters - M24, tookie, M Dargg

But it’s nothin'

Pagans talk but them boys get smothered

Mothers, so I don’t wanna hear that rubbish

So tell me why it gets encouraged?

(Why?)

I’m pretty sure it’s us man that done it

Dirty lovers and black blade clutchers

So so pretty but do man butters, crutters (Woi)

On the ride, no fluters (You know)

Splashed on them and we splashed on others (That way)

In the field, no stutters

I ain’t goin' back to the bin like rubbish (No way)

Silly boy thought he had courage

Muppet, got put on the bench like Sturridge (Yes)

Young nigga try to run at these unders (Woi, woi)

Us really carry that L like luggage

Lil' bro got locked for a couple of summers

Now talks back, it’s nothin'

Food locked for a couple of runners

Two dot dots, that’s dumber and dumber (Dudu)

For my brother, put man on a jumper

Phone quiet, still doin' up numbers

Mandem opp block, doin' up hunters (Rrr)

Used to dip dip (Dip), now it’s click click

In the van, we can’t hit the strip

Man do Walcott, shoot from the whip

Man hit the stomach, shoot from the hip

Rubber handle so it’s new on the grip

Down for the reload, reload the clip

Four for the kicks, boots for the pitch

Course black lives matter, that’s why I still gotta do it for my brothers (Grr,

baow)

Can’t hit that spliff cah I don’t know what man’s doin' in them covers (Uh-uh)

Mothers, over them sides they’re runners (Dash)

On the fields, tryna do it like gunners (Uh-uh)

A-Town where it all goes off (Uh)

Still gotta watch for the undercover’s (Undercover's)

Course black lives matter, that’s why I still gotta do it for my brothers (Grr,

baow)

Can’t hit that spliff cah I don’t know what man’s doin' in them covers (Uh-uh)

Mothers, over them sides they’re runners (Dash)

On the fields, tryna do it like gunners (Uh-uh)

A-Town where it all goes off (Uh)

Still gotta watch for the undercover’s (Undercover's)

Two wheels or the thingy

I handle the dirt bike like Meek Milly (How you mean?)

He’s holdin' a wiggy

Smoke at his top like a fuckin' chimney

Their gaff, hoes wanna bring me

And we don’t dance, why they fuckin' sing me?

One one brown one, one one indie

Both want the D and man’s not stingy (Serious)

Bro got smoke and his swingy

Them man love breeze, yeah, the whole gang’s windy

Ching man’s ting, do you dig me?

And bodies get caught 'round here like frisbees (Gang)

All tits and no back (What?)

That’s a booby trap (That's mad)

I said play with the gang, get whacked (Muhh)

Now he’s a fruity pack

I’m in the A with the GBG’s

Come 'round here, little nigga, don’t freeze (Don't freeze)

Poke him, smoke him, roll it

Now that nigga gets smoked like weed (Loud pack)

Otherside lookin' all stressed

Yes, A town, fuck all the rest

I got racks on racks in the bank

Whack that opp and earn this bread (Gang)

It’s me, 'Bo ('Bo)

Long time I rise this smoke

'Cause the G’s dem bang, they’ll let that go

Free M, free free akh, they know (They know)

Payback rapid (Rapid), slap, slap, grab it

Tap it, see them man and bang it

Gang, bang

Course black lives matter, that’s why I still gotta do it for my brothers (Grr,

baow)

Can’t hit that spliff cah I don’t know what man’s doin' in them covers (Uh-uh)

Mothers, over them sides they’re runners (Dash)

On the fields, tryna do it like gunners (Uh-uh)

A-Town where it all goes off (Uh)

Still gotta watch for the undercover’s (Undercover's)

Course black lives matter, that’s why I still gotta do it for my brothers (Grr,

baow)

Can’t hit that spliff cah I don’t know what man’s doin' in them covers (Uh-uh)

Mothers, over them sides they’re runners (Dash)

On the fields, tryna do it like gunners (Uh-uh)

A-Town where it all goes off (Uh)

Still gotta watch for the undercover’s (Undercover's)