[Intro/Chorus x2: Funda]
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I Want You To Leave (Leave),
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I Want You To Go (Go),
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But You Keep Telling Me The Streets Are All You Know (Know),
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I Just Want A Better Life, But You Won't Breakaway.
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[Verse 1: Tinchy]
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It's A Standard Ting That I Keep It Ghetto,
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Roads Ain't Nothing Like Calm Or Mellow,
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Too Much P's To Be Got, So I Get Doe,
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Man Hold Whips In The Bits Like Lego,
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Some Put Stones In Their Chains All Yellow,
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Me I Get Low In A Blacked Out Renault With, Soldier, Dirt Danger And Lee Wello,
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P's Involved And Man Are Like Hello,
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Hi, Come Off The Roads They're Cold,
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So I Do Music, I'm Hotting Up Shows,
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If Not Back To Square One That's Right,
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Start From Scratch We Blotting Up O's,
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Roads Keep Calling Me Back But I'm Not Involved,
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Then I Hear Dough Then I'm Right Involved,
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I Caught Up In A Cycle It's Like The Roads Aint Letting Go.
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[Chorus x2: Funda]
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I Want You To Leave (Leave),
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I Want You To Go (Go),
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But You Keep Telling Me The Streets Are All You Know (Know),
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I Just Want A Better Life,
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But You Won't Breakaway.
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[Verse 2: Tinchy]
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Yeah You're The Golden Boy In The Game's What They Call Me,
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You're A Household Names What They Tell Me,
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Through This Game I Be Flying Out Stage Shows Abroad With Wiley, Skepta And Jme,
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Fans Show Love When I Bring Out My Cd,
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Girls Get Hyped When They See Me On Tv,
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Cos They Know I'm The Man Like Beanie,
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When I Come Through It's All Fresh Armani,
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But I Keep Getting Sidetracked By The Street Life,
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Theres More To The Roads Than Street Lights,
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Shottas, Jackmove Guys In The Corner,
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That's Why Some Walk Street With A Borer,
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Might See Two Or Three Gash In The Corner,
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Might See Two Or Three Goons In The Corner,
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If The Boy Dem Roll Up,
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Give Your Stash To The Gash,
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Divert From The Corner.
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That's Why I'm Try'na Get Away From A Hype Ting, Settle Down With A Girl Me I Got A Life Ting,
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Nothin Aint Comfy Cosy In The Hood Fam,
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So I Try And Get Paid For The Mic Ting,
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But There's Something About These Roads,
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Too Much P's To Be Got, So I Get Dough,
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Still Try'na Get Legal Dough,
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But We Hustle Grind That's The Life In Bow. (Bow In East London)
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[Chorus x2: Funda]
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I Want You To Leave (Leave), I Want You To Go (Go), But You Keep Telling Me The Streets Are All You Know (Know), I Just Want A Better Life, But You Won't Breakaway.
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[Verse 3 (Not In The Video): Tinchy]
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Yeah, And I Move On The Roadside G And I Get That Dough Like The Roadside Geez, Let It Grow I Aint Spending The P's On A Hustle Grind Still About Them P's, 06 Merc Still I Want Them Keys But I Aint Gonna Get That Keys For The Drop Top, Not Too Quick If I Just Mc So I Deal A Bit Of Dirt For The P's, At The Same Time Look I Aint Got Time For All These Guys To Be Pulling Out 9's, Too Many Egos Clash On The Roads I Aint Got Time I'm Ninja Like Ghost, Try And Get Low On The Streets And I Aint Rollin With Heat I Want Legal Dough So I Spray Flows On The Beat, But I Still Get Caught Up In Shit (Blanked Out) On The Road.
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[Chorus x2 (Not In The Video): Funda]
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I Want You To Leave (Leave), I Want You To Go (Go), But You Keep Telling Me The Streets Are All You Know (Know), I Just Want A Better Life, But You Won't Breakaway
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Breakaway
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| Tinchy Stryder |
