Latest Trends

Tom:
  Em                               Bm
I ain't got time for a ho (They know)
                       D                                     A
And broski's like the devil 'cause he likes taking people's souls (Haha)
                              Em                                          Bm
This, this ain't a football drill when we say that we keep them on their toes (On their toes)
                         D                                             A
My bro came out of the slammer, now I'm screaming, "Fresh home, fresh home"
                                       Em
Now I'm screaming, "Fresh home, fresh home"
                           Bm
Excuse me, miss, can you clap for the NHS?
        D                            A
And darling, if you can't do that, KMT, the disrespect
                 Em
They talk on my name 'cause they brass and wet
              Bm
Thеm man are bums, tell 'em go gеt bread
             D
I ain't got time for the stupid gems
             A
I dick that ting then I'm onto the ne-e-ext

[Chorus]
 Em                                      Bm
You wouldn't know this, but my heart is cold like my home is
                        D
Where were you when we could've been homeless?
                                   A
I can't have a bitch, 'cause I'd probably lose focus
             Em
You know, get lost in the moment
                     Bm
I could probably end up heartbroken
                 D
I was chasing a bag, you was chasing these hoes

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                  A
Like I ain't got time to lotion

[Verse 2]
Em                                 Bm
I'm tryna get high-igh-igh, I'm tryna reach the sky-y-y
            D                                    A
Told her, "Babes, come, we bill it," she said, "Well, not tonight"
Em              Bm
DTB for life, married to the money, my wife
D               A
DTB for life, married to the money, my wife

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         Em                         Bm
I said, "Ooh, come, we catch these yutes"
I don't take L's or lose
D                                 A
And me, I ain't got nothing to prove
                              Em            Bm
I been out here with the goons (Bang, pow, boom)
Bros always itching to shoot
D
The best response is silence
N.C.
Why'd you think that I stay on mute?

[Verse 3]
Em                                     Bm
Got one ting, man, she came from the south
                                   D
And she wanna hold my spear like Britney
                                 A
Got one ting, man, she came from east
                                 Em
And she wanna sing for me like Whitney
                   Bm                                D
She wanna have my pickney, don't be silly, don't be silly
                              A
I'm out 'ere tryna get this bread in my Nike Tech-Fleece suttin like Adzmilli

[Chorus]
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                  A
Like I ain't got time to lotion

[Verse 4]
Em                        Bm
My bros in the lab like Dexter
                        D                              A
And she wanna take this BBC and I ain't talkin' 'bout 1Xtra
                    Em
Defend my bros like Evra
               Bm                                D
All my haters hating, I just tell 'em, "Back to sender"
                 A                                 Em
I might bell her in, then put her right back like Héctor
                           Bm                              D
The world's so fucked nowadays, all they do is follow and follow (Facts)
                                A                               Em
I don't care 'bout the latest trends 'cause I might even die tomorrow
                                Bm
That's why I ain't sleepy like hollow
                   D
If I ever win the lotto
                         A
I'll share that with my family
                          Em
And make sure they don't borrow

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