6am in Brighton Lyrics

6am in Brighton - ArrDee

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Ahh-ahh, ArrDee, ArrDee

Ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh, ArrDee, ArrDee

Ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh, ArrDee, ArrDee

Ahh, ahh (

Biggz the Engineer, baby

)

Ah, haha, bruv

It's my time now and it's happening

Me I'm just one seaside boy who sat in his ding dong rapping

Quarter mill' in a week and all I'm doing is being me, I ain't acting

I come a long way from bunking the train to link Biggz and get my tracks in

This shit didn't happen overnight, now the gal come over nights, it's a mad ting

But I've still got bubble wrap on my windows, my heating's faulty

I won't change 1Time for the clout, same way I still get my vids off Cauty

I'm with the same friends from school true they got kicked the young boys were naughty

We roll up to shubs get jiggy, slept with one milf, I think she was forty

Broski said, "You've done it for really", I said, "Bruv, don't be silly

Just cos you hear me on radio, shit ain't changing, bro, fucking love my city"

Get a big bag of chips and licked with a chick,

not rich, but I'm still with Millie

I think cos I'm five-foot-six she's gone be surprised at the sight of my big—

Tss-ha, slim waist and I know she knows how to use it

She said, "I knew you before music I don't want you to think I'm some groupie"

Such a cutie and I don't believe her, but it don't make no difference

Give a fuck why you here as long your fit and it's clear that I'm gonna be hitting

See, I got a mission and I'm on my way to complete it

I don't care for the dead sneak dissing, nothing could stop me, trust me, I mean it

Lick the plate, clean it, my hunger's still there, I'm still fiending

For the spotlight, young, but I ain't got time, I want it now and I need it

Uh, just had a fuck off phone call with YK for an hour

He said, "Mashallah, my brother, you deserve this now, it's in your power"

It weren't that long ago when I had no hot water, I couldn't use my shower

So I don't know why the fuck man are making rumours up, you look sour

Baddie in my peripheral with her batty all big in my visual

But my chattings, it failed so miserable cos she said that I'm chavvy and typical

Typical, when I get my bag, bet I'll pick 'em all

My ex girls dad calls me despicable, and it's true, but I don't give a monkey's—

I do what I want when I want have fun and that's why love me

Cheeky chappy 'bout to make it rapping, am I dreaming? Punch me

There's drugs and bandos too 'round here, I ain't capping about my fuckery

When your oldest short on bread, why the fuck do you think he sends you country?

You muppet, don't tell me what I've done, bruv, shut it

I seen things make you spew in a bucket, you prick, why you think when I drink chug it?

Boy, I love it, why? Cos all that shit made me who I am

I don't think they understand, this weren't no accident, bruv, this was the plan

So enjoy the the show cos you ain't gonna get no fag break

I feel like Kevin and Perry, got gal in my DMs screaming, "Shag me"

And I can't be rude and air 'em, I'm a social boy, not anti

Not your average rapper thinking he's the dog's bollocks, I love you lot and I'm chatty

Nah, the views won't change me, Seaside made me, boy, I'm so wavy

And I used to be lazy till I thought, "Fuck that, bruv, am I crazy?"

So I cut out anything snakey, stopped all the blazing, tried to stop raving

But I fucking love misbehaving, some things I just can't change, but that's cool, haha

That's fine, haha

ArrDee, ArrDee, ahh

ArrDee, ArrDee

But it's my time now and it's happening, for really

Ahh, ArrDee, ArrDee, ahh