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Born Thieves

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Born Thieves - Gaika Lyrics


[Verse 1]

There is a girl who live next door

She doesn't love me

Opium wars and drug laws

It's bleach for the food that we eat

She said, "We're born thieves and savages."

Pity for these animals

Thieves and savages

Exercise a liccle management



[Pre-Chorus]

She wears that armour in heaven

Sweet girl, just let me in

Rest on her head 'pon me chest tonight

Close your eyes, just dream



[Chorus]

'Cause it's cold on a New York night

We're keepin warm on the ghetto sides

I'll keep 'er warm to ghetto strife

Inner city lovin' at the end tonight



[Chorus]

'Cause it's cold on a New York night

We're keepin warm on the ghetto sides

I'll keep 'er warm to ghetto strife

Inner city lovin' at the end tonight



[Verse 2]

Every day killer with my finger on the trigger

Defendin' what's promised for we

There's a commoner turned shooter

But the wolves will never be kings

Never say nothin' that a gangster won't

If you don't know me

We're thieves and savages

With hearts that never stop bleedin'



[Pre-Chorus]

She wears that armour in heaven

Sweet girl, just let me in

Rest on her head 'pon me chest tonight

Close your eyes, just dream



[Chorus]

'Cause it's cold on a New York night

We're keepin warm on the ghetto sides

I'll keep 'er warm to ghetto strife

Inner city lovin' at the end tonight



[Chorus]

'Cause it's cold on a New York night

We're keepin warm on the ghetto sides

I'll keep 'er warm to ghetto strife

Inner city lovin' at the end tonight



[Verse 3]

'Cause it's

Talk truth as it was, no stops

Road talk on a god, your go

Truth is you were always on that grind, yeah

Space with yutes, never gave a fuck

Truth hurts when you're sittin' on lust

Rum and coke and water with rock salt

First call when I lost my boss

True talkin', never picked it up

You start fights but we never made it right

Like cops and robbers chasin' dozen other night

A shallow grave for the fireflies

I was numb on the Berlin hype

Wasn't our club, happened downside

One drink for me nigga that died

One drink for your nigga that died

The truth is we never even tried

Inner city livin' but we're feelin' like [?]

Trapped in bars [?]

Turn into some [?]

The weak man sleeps in the street

But you loved too much, man

Yeah, you loved too much

Hold on tight to what is yours

A life sober and sure



[Outro]

'Cause it's cold on a New York night

Gettin' warm on the broken side

'Cause we're thieves and savages

[?]

Born Thieves lyrics !!!