4AM IN THURROCK Lyrics

It's 1am in Thurrock

Doing this for my family and I do this for my brothers

(for my bros, for my bros)

It's 2am in Thurrock

She says men are all the same I told her I'm not like the others

(Nah I'm not, nah I'm not)

It's 3am in Thurrock

In my Air Force 1s, no Balenciaga Runners

(What's the time, what's the time)

It's 4am in Thurrock

Tryna make it out of here, this whole place is looking butters

Welcome to the bits

Where these people don't wanna see somebody getting rich

With my Muslim brothers, I'm not fucking with the pigs

I got killers on the line, that might run up on a snitch

I'm not tryna be the guy who got stuck up in the strip

I can make it out the ends, the whole come up is a lip

On my reckless mode I might say shut up to a bitch

She says men are all trash

But free my brothers in the bin

Living in a place where these people sell snow to make their bank account rain

So many hurdles in life, I was Jessica Ennis whenever I was bumping train

Stabbed in the back

It still hurts to this day, what you know about pain

Scumbag nights in them Ockendon alleys

I was tryna get brain

It's 1am in Thurrock

Doing this for my family and I do this for my brothers

(for my bros, for my bros)

It's 2am in Thurrock

She says men are all the same I told her I'm not like the others

(Nah I'm not, nah I'm not)

It's 3am in Thurrock

In my Air Force 1s, no Balenciaga Runners

(What's the time, what's the time)

It's 4am in Thurrock

Tryna make it out of here, this whole place is looking butters

I just came back from a rave

Am I drunk, am I high

I don't know, I'm looking waved

The last thing I recall was taking someone else's babe

Shops are closed and I'm hungry

What the hell is wrong with Grays

On my life I can't feel my face

Somebody spiked my drink

I'm willing to catch a case

The kebab shop's open, let me get chips and a coke

He said that's three fifty, I'm thinking is that a joke

Living in a place where grown men are having sex with these underage jezzies

Making dirty money, you can try to get it washed but it will still come out messy

I got a guy in Tilbury who makes the ting bu bu bang he be screaming out fecky

I used to bang ball at Harris, now I'm made in Chafford, you can even ask Demi

It's 1am in Thurrock

Doing this for my family and I do this for my brothers

(for my bros, for my bros)

It's 2am in Thurrock

She says men are all the same I told her I'm not like the others

(Nah I'm not, nah I'm not)

It's 3am in Thurrock

In my Air Force 1s, no Balenciaga Runners

(What's the time, what's the time)

It's 4am in Thurrock

Tryna make it out of here, this whole place is looking butters

Linking girls at Lakeside it was madness

They know my name from Purfleet to Stanford

I still can't find a girl in the Premier League

We make them Thurrock girls buss like the 73

Ite cool, he can rap but he ain't better than me

We're unemployed and now they ask us how we're getting this P

I want a hundred mil, you want a hundred hoes

That's looking long for you, longer than London road

Living in a place where these people on television think it's so nice

I'm working hard because success isn't something that can happen overnight

My London babe, she's like Richie what's it like living in the countryside

The last train's at twelve, if I miss that shit I ain't getting home till 9

It's nearly 4am and I still look peng

What are you doing?

Sleeping like a dickhead

Dickhead!