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Knucks – Far Lyrics

Knucks – Far Lyrics

Hey
Far, uh
Where you at? I ain’t far, uh
Fill the tank in my car, uh
Where you at? I ain’t far, uh
Rollin’ out with a star, uh
Wait until it get dark, uh
See what’s under that bra, uh
Where you at? I ain’t far, hey
Too far, yeah
Shorty never too far, yeah
I don’t care where you are, yeah
Baby girl, I ain’t far, yeah
Where you are, yeah
Where you at? I ain’t far, yeah
Ain’t no umming and ah, uh
Baby girl, we ain’t

Used to hop off the 316 in style
Just a couple coins and my oyster on me
She got off the next and smiled
Wow, my jaw coulda hit the ground
Said she had to get down to Kilburn Park
I had time to kill and I felt it’s dark
So I walked her down to the station
And Knucks put a seal on the deal with class
She spent most of her time out in Harlesden
More time at her marges
Dad from Stratford
Cat in the garden
Hit up Westfield with a bag full of garments
Or Tottenham Court Road when we starving
The bigger the arse, man travel the farthest
Now she wanna link up out in Camden
Mandem, she tryna take man off the market

Far, uh
Where you at? I ain’t far, uh
Fill the tank in my car, uh
Where you at? I ain’t far, uh
Rollin’ out with a star, uh
Wait until it get dark, uh
See what’s under that bra, uh
Where you at? I ain’t far, hey
Too far, yeah
Shorty never too far, yeah
I don’t care where you are, yeah
Baby girl, I ain’t far, yeah
Where you are, yeah
Where you at? I ain’t far, yeah
Ain’t no umming and ah, uh
Baby girl, we ain’t

Keep it simple and brief
Yeah, I met my lady in East
Looking for an all you can eat
Said she doesn’t like the Chinese
So I took her down to Brick Lane
Got a bagel and she complained
I don’t know about the end game
I was trying to light a new flame
I don’t do that often
Real G, I don’t hit rock bottom
Tell them I got one more option
Went for the hot wings in Tottenham
Driving around London tower
Still giving her way more power
Even on my finest hour
Waiting on that next encounter

Far, uh
Where you at? I ain’t far, uh
Baby girl, I ain’t far, yeah

I’m like, where should I hit this evening?
Might hit this broni that lives in Neasden
She take pride in her side of beans
But the rice and peas need a bit more seasoning
So I lied and I said I’m vegan
Cah I don’t wanna hurt them feelings
Got the key to the car, I’m leave
She still gonna need redeeming
Even without it I’m out this bitch
Had to reroute to bridge
How many times have you been them sides?
I can tell you ’bout countless trips
Must be trippin’ to send that Fenty
I’m chattin’ to her friend in Wembley
One girl missing, I still got plenty
On a mission, you know, don’t tempt me

Far, uh
Where you at? I ain’t far, uh
Fill the tank in my car, uh
Where you at? I ain’t far, uh
Rollin’ out with a star, uh
Wait until it get dark, uh
See what’s under that bra, uh
Where you at? I ain’t far, hey
Too far, yeah
Shorty never too far, yeah
I don’t care where you are, yeah
Baby girl, I ain’t far, yeah
Where you are, yeah
Where you at? I ain’t far, yeah
Ain’t no umming and ah, uh
Baby girl, we ain’t

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