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Fredo is a British rapper known for his distinctive flow and raw storytelling style. He gained recognition with his mixtapes and went on to release successful singles and albums. With his unique delivery and engaging lyrics, Fredo has solidified his place in the UK rap scene. more »

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I miss when them bricks were twenty-eight
I miss when them hammers were cheap (hammers were cheap)
I'm missin' my niggas in jail (jail)
Got me here just wishin' you're free (wishin' you're free)
I miss throwin' pounds at the wall (I miss 'em)
I miss gettin' lost in the street (I miss 'em)
I miss all them times I slacked (slacked)
Now my nigga will knock it for me
I miss goin' so hard in the war (war)
I miss when we went halves on them drawers (yeah)
I miss block hoes, ask 'em for jaw
Fill her mouth up, she can't even talk
I miss nitties that askin' for more (for more)
I miss when you would answer the door (miss it)
I miss Billy, I can't even talk
One thing we don't miss is the target, for sure

Pussy nigga been huggin' the fence
You ain't got no game, you're stuck on the bench (bench)
Roll up, leave 'em covered and drenched
The feds say I got more money than santa (for real)
Copper on me, ain't no couple of pence (nah)
The Lambo' is fuckin' intense (yeah)
If you're broke, just leave it alone
It cost you like ten for a couple of dents
And Harrod's is cool, I pop in for fun
But there's nothin' I love more than shoppin' for guns (nah)
Catch me slippin', I'm not gonna run (run)
I put way too much up in my lungs
The AP was forty, I got that for fun (fun)
Sixteen, try to pop it and run
Before all them loods, I cop me a gun
Before rap, man, got a spot for my mom (facts)
Billy went on the glide with a four in his hand
Hopped out, he was pourin' 'em, man (pop, pop, pop)
They shot back, he died, I'm mournin' for man
The streets just don't go accordin' to plan
Now youts with no bodies are talkin' on man (yeah, they talkin')
A new opp just caught him a tan (tan)
Bad bitch, can't stay the night
I'm from 'Zart and they raised me right (right, yeah)

I miss when them bricks were twenty-eight
I miss when them hammers were cheap (hammers were cheap)
I'm missin' my niggas in jail (jail)
Got me here just wishin' you're free (wishin' you're free)
I miss throwin' pounds at the wall (I miss 'em)
I miss gettin' lost in the street (I miss 'em)
I miss all them times I slacked (slacked)
Now my nigga will knock it for me
I miss goin' so hard in the war (war)
I miss when we went halves on them drawers (yeah)
I miss block hoes, ask 'em for jaw
Fill her mouth up, she can't even talk
I miss nitties that askin' for more (for more)
I miss when you would answer the door (miss it)
I miss Billy, I can't even talk
One thing we don't miss is the target, for sure

Yeah, I miss breakin' it down (facts)
Yeah, I miss workin' it hard (trap)
Now I'm a star
I just make drinks like I work in a bar (haha)
Don't let the gang-gang pull up (pull up)
You know they fire them shells (they fire them)
A new opp just went sleep
If you ask me, he was tired as hell
Yeah, I miss all that flexin' with Asco (bro)
I can't even wait 'til you touch down (for real)
Them man there I just clowned
Chandelier AP cost four, five bust downs (facts)
Trappin', trappin' (trappin')
Yeah, we out late in the night (night)
Serve, swerve 'til my feet hurt like my trainers were tight
I miss feelin' the sight of buyin' them jewels
Leavin' the racks in the store (yeah)
Now it's all normal
I spent a hunnid racks and don't snap it no more (no more)
I still got my back to the wall (the wall)
If I lose, who will actually call?
Do wrong and you naturally fall
I don't even try, I'm just naturally cool (it's natural)

I miss when them bricks were twenty-eight
I miss when them hammers were cheap (hammers were cheap)
I'm missin' my niggas in jail (jail)
Got me here just wishin' you're free (wishin' you're free)
I miss throwin' pounds at the wall (I miss 'em)
I miss gettin' lost in the street (I miss 'em)
I miss all them times I slacked (slacked)
Now my nigga will knock it for me
I miss goin' so hard in the war (war)
I miss when we went halves on them drawers (yeah)
I miss block hoes, ask 'em for jaw
Fill her mouth up, she can't even talk
I miss nitties that askin' for more (for more)
I miss when you would answer the door (miss it)
I miss Billy, I can't even talk
One thing we don't miss is the target, for sure

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