A Town Matters (feat. Stickz, M Dargg, Tookie & Sneakbo)

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

Can't hit that spliff cah I don't know what man's doing in the covers

Mothers, over them size their runners

On the fields tryna do it like Gunners

A-Town where it all goes off

Still gotta watch for the undercovers

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

Can't hit that spliff cah I don't know what man's doing in the covers

Mothers, over them size their runners

On the fields tryna do it like Gunners

A-Town where it all goes off

Still gotta watch for the undercovers

You had a **** locked for a couple of summers

But it's nothing

Pagans talk but them boys get smothered and mothers

So I don't hear that rubbish

So tell why it gets encouraged?

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, and you ran all flutters

Splashed on them and we splashed on others

In the field, no stutters

I ain't going back to the bin like rubbish

Silly boy thought he had courage

Muppet, got put on the bench like Sturridge

Young **** tried to run at these unders

Opps really carry that L like luggage

Lil bro got locked for a couple of summers

Now talks back, it's nothing

Had food locked for a couple of runners

Two dot dots that's Dumber and Dumber

For my brother, put man on a jumper

Phone quiet, still doing up numbers

Mandem opp block doing up hunters

Used to dip dip, now it's click click

Then in van, we come hit the strip

Man do Walcott, shoot from the whip

Man hit the stomach, shoot from the hip

Rubber handle so it's new in 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

Can't hit that spliff cah I don't know what man's doing in the covers

Mothers, over them size their runners

On the fields tryna do it like Gunners

A-Town where it all goes off

Still gotta watch for the undercovers

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

Can't hit that spliff cah I don't know what man's doing in the covers

Mothers, over them size their runners

On the fields tryna do it like Gunners

A-Town where it all goes off

Still gotta watch for the undercovers

Two wheels or the thingy

Handle the dirt bike like Meek Milly

He's holding the wiggy, smoke out his top like a fucking chimney

Their gaff hoes wanna bring me

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

One brown one, one indie

Both want the D and the man's not stingy

Bro got smoke and his swingy

Them man love breeze, yeah, the whole gangs windy

Ching man's ting, do you dig me?

And bodies get caught 'round here like frisbees

All tits and no back, that's a booby trap

I said play with the gang, get whacked

Now he's a fruity pack

I'm in the A with the GBG's

Come 'round here, little **** don't freeze

Poke him, smoke him, roll it

Now that **** gets smoked like weed

Other side looking all stressed

Yes, A-Town, fuck all the rest

I got racks on racks in the bank

Whack that opp and earn this bread

It's me, Bo

Long time I rise this smoke

Cah the G's, them bang, they'll let that go

Free M, free, free akh, they know

Pay back 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

Can't hit that spliff cah I don't know what man's doing in the covers

Mothers, over them size their runners

On the fields tryna do it like Gunners

A-Town where it all goes off

Still gotta watch for the undercovers

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

Can't hit that spliff cah I don't know what man's doing in the covers

Mothers, over them size their runners

On the fields tryna do it like Gunners

A-Town where it all goes off

Still gotta watch for the undercovers