Round Here - WSTRN, Skrapz

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

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)

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

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

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