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And you know a lot of people ask us
"How is (?) Funded?"
Where'd you get your money from
The simple answer

Bad boys inna London
Rude boys inna England
Bad boys him ah take on
Rude boys inna Kingston (yo, yo)

I wake up and I stare at the ceiling
I'm alive what a beautiful feeling
I should be dead or in jail
But I'm alive and enjoying my freedom
I'm undefeated like Tyson Fury
But I'm feeling like Tommy Egan

Tommy Egan (Tommy Egan)
I'm feeling like Tommy Egan
Tommy Egan (Tommy Egan, Egan)
I'm feeling like Tommy Egan
Tommy Egan (Tommy Egan)
I'm feeling like Tommy Egan
I'm undefeated like Tyson Fury
But I'm feeling like Tommy Egan
Tommy Egan (Tommy Egan)

I stepped in looking like millions
That's 'cause I really made millions
I'm a self made boss and my bros
Will take that loss, like say no more
I'll take a mans girlfriend just like I take mans crop
(Morrisson) My black tings gassed but she plays it cool
She said she don't f*ck white boys
But for me she'll risk it and break the rules
Do the mad ting and watch paid in full
My Maltese ting's all special, hood
But she don't act ghetto
I said, "Babe can we f*ck in my Bentley?"
She said, "Yes we can sir" like Geko (mad)
I got rich in trap
Then pretended that I did it in rap
They got rich in rap
Then pretended they did it in trap
The world's gone mad, nah really the world's gone mad
I really went to war with my ends
And Big Dill's really had my back
(Really had my back)
Still with the gang
Still with the Mali's & Akkis
Still move bricks in cabbies
Still bag all my guns like Andy

I'm an OG but I'm still active
I can still make your grow go missing
When you're sniffing up my Coke
That's the only time you should have your nose in my business
Fam on my mobile phone won't stop ringing
Man keep ringing my phone off
Then they call me when they want favors
So f*ck it I'm switching my phone off
F*ck it put my phone on flight mode
Jump on the flight then leave
When my man need me I'm there in a second
But when I need them they play hide and seek
(They play hide and seek)
It's a been violent week
Further more it's been a violent life
I ain't into domestic violence
But my girl brings out my violent side (that's right)
You got your head kicked in
Then you backed down and swallowed your pride
When I got stabbed up and shot up, I got up
And didn't stop riding 'til I left an opp fried

I wake up and I stare at the ceiling
I'm alive what a beautiful feeling
I should be dead or in jail
But I'm alive and enjoying my freedom
I'm undefeated like Tyson Fury
But I'm feeling like Tommy Egan

Tommy Egan (Tommy Egan)
I'm feeling like Tommy Egan
Tommy Egan (Tommy Egan, Egan)
I'm feeling like Tommy Egan
Tommy Egan (Tommy Egan)
I'm feeling like Tommy Egan
I'm undefeated like Tyson Fury
But I'm feeling like Tommy Egan
Tommy Egan

I've had war after war
I've been settling score after score
I've been on lick after lick after lick
I've been kicking down door after door
Blud I lost friend after friend
And I lost mate after mate
Some of them died in the field
But most of them turned into snakes
I turned my heart colder than Russia
In the streets nobody loves ya
I trust my friend more than my brother
I need my gun more than my mother
I slipped and got hurt by the opps
It's my own fault I deserve what I got
But I rid and I rid and I rid 'til I got him back
Then I hurt all his squad

Don't f*ck with my money, don't f*ck with my pride
Don't f*ck with my fam (that's right)
I can sign most of these English rappers
On God I can cover their salaries
I had so much bricks in the trap
All my bruddas shaking and panicking
I'm in my van doing a wheelie
'Cause of the weight of the bricks in the back of it
I blew hundreds of racks in them clubs
Looking back man that shit was embarrassing
I'm whiter than David from Dagenham
But I still village beat man like an African
Everyone's got a gun
But not everybody is banging them
'Cause you bought a gun and you stashed it
And ever since then it's been missing like Madeline

I wake up and I stare at the ceiling
I'm alive what a beautiful feeling
I should be dead or in jail
But I'm alive and enjoying my freedom
I'm undefeated like Tyson Fury
But I'm feeling like Tommy Egan

Tommy Egan (Tommy Egan)
I'm feeling like Tommy Egan
Tommy Egan (Tommy Egan, Egan)
I'm feeling like Tommy Egan
Tommy Egan (Tommy Egan)
I'm feeling like Tommy Egan
I'm undefeated like Tyson Fury
But I'm feeling like Tommy Egan
Tommy Egan

Bad boys inna London
Rude boys inna England
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And you know a lot of people ask us
"How is (?) Funded?"
Where'd you get your money from
The simple answer

Bad boys inna London
Rude boys inna England
Bad boys him ah take on
Rude boys inna Kingston (yo, yo)

I wake up and I stare at the ceiling
I'm alive what a beautiful feeling
I should be dead or in jail
But I'm alive and enjoying my freedom
I'm undefeated like Tyson Fury
But I'm feeling like Tommy Egan

Tommy Egan (Tommy Egan)
I'm feeling like Tommy Egan
Tommy Egan (Tommy Egan, Egan)
I'm feeling like Tommy Egan
Tommy Egan (Tommy Egan)
I'm feeling like Tommy Egan
I'm undefeated like Tyson Fury
But I'm feeling like Tommy Egan
Tommy Egan (Tommy Egan)

I stepped in looking like millions
That's 'cause I really made millions
I'm a self made boss and my bros
Will take that loss, like say no more
I'll take a mans girlfriend just like I take mans crop
(Morrisson) My black tings gassed but she plays it cool
She said she don't f*ck white boys
But for me she'll risk it and break the rules
Do the mad ting and watch paid in full
My Maltese ting's all special, hood
But she don't act ghetto
I said, "Babe can we f*ck in my Bentley?"
She said, "Yes we can sir" like Geko (mad)
I got rich in trap
Then pretended that I did it in rap
They got rich in rap
Then pretended they did it in trap
The world's gone mad, nah really the world's gone mad
I really went to war with my ends
And Big Dill's really had my back
(Really had my back)
Still with the gang
Still with the Mali's & Akkis
Still move bricks in cabbies
Still bag all my guns like Andy

I'm an OG but I'm still active
I can still make your grow go missing
When you're sniffing up my Coke
That's the only time you should have your nose in my business
Fam on my mobile phone won't stop ringing
Man keep ringing my phone off
Then they call me when they want favors
So f*ck it I'm switching my phone off
F*ck it put my phone on flight mode
Jump on the flight then leave
When my man need me I'm there in a second
But when I need them they play hide and seek
(They play hide and seek)
It's a been violent week
Further more it's been a violent life
I ain't into domestic violence
But my girl brings out my violent side (that's right)
You got your head kicked in
Then you backed down and swallowed your pride
When I got stabbed up and shot up, I got up
And didn't stop riding 'til I left an opp fried

I wake up and I stare at the ceiling
I'm alive what a beautiful feeling
I should be dead or in jail
But I'm alive and enjoying my freedom
I'm undefeated like Tyson Fury
But I'm feeling like Tommy Egan

Tommy Egan (Tommy Egan)
I'm feeling like Tommy Egan
Tommy Egan (Tommy Egan, Egan)
I'm feeling like Tommy Egan
Tommy Egan (Tommy Egan)
I'm feeling like Tommy Egan
I'm undefeated like Tyson Fury
But I'm feeling like Tommy Egan
Tommy Egan

I've had war after war
I've been settling score after score
I've been on lick after lick after lick
I've been kicking down door after door
Blud I lost friend after friend
And I lost mate after mate
Some of them died in the field
But most of them turned into snakes
I turned my heart colder than Russia
In the streets nobody loves ya
I trust my friend more than my brother
I need my gun more than my mother
I slipped and got hurt by the opps
It's my own fault I deserve what I got
But I rid and I rid and I rid 'til I got him back
Then I hurt all his squad

Don't f*ck with my money, don't f*ck with my pride
Don't f*ck with my fam (that's right)
I can sign most of these English rappers
On God I can cover their salaries
I had so much bricks in the trap
All my bruddas shaking and panicking
I'm in my van doing a wheelie
'Cause of the weight of the bricks in the back of it
I blew hundreds of racks in them clubs
Looking back man that shit was embarrassing
I'm whiter than David from Dagenham
But I still village beat man like an African
Everyone's got a gun
But not everybody is banging them
'Cause you bought a gun and you stashed it
And ever since then it's been missing like Madeline

I wake up and I stare at the ceiling
I'm alive what a beautiful feeling
I should be dead or in jail
But I'm alive and enjoying my freedom
I'm undefeated like Tyson Fury
But I'm feeling like Tommy Egan

Tommy Egan (Tommy Egan)
I'm feeling like Tommy Egan
Tommy Egan (Tommy Egan, Egan)
I'm feeling like Tommy Egan
Tommy Egan (Tommy Egan)
I'm feeling like Tommy Egan
I'm undefeated like Tyson Fury
But I'm feeling like Tommy Egan
Tommy Egan

Bad boys inna London
Rude boys inna England
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Writer: Morrisson, Abdul Wahab Lafta, Anthony Cornelius Cameron, Errol Osbourne, Johnson Ettienne, Lloyd Woodrowe James, Noel Earl Davey, Andre Keith Williams
Copyright: Lyrics © Royalty Network

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