Avantdale Bowling Club - Trees lyrics

The old girl's six months preggy
Didn't know what to do, I wasn't ready
Going going back to AD I'm
Going back on the benney
Back to the land of plenty
Wages low and the rent's expenny
How many bucks I had in the bank
Not many If any

Don't wanna be Hova but I got
Youth to put the roof over
I gives a shit about getting richer just
Don't want to get any broker
Fuck a mamosa bro
Just wanna get me a vege samosa
Double up and get a masala dosa
Can't pay the rent with exposure

Look
Cause I'm too YGB yesterday's garlic bread
Fuck these 16 bars I just
Got 16 plants instead
I was staying at my aunties place at the
Time she charged us half the rent
So I got my bread up and then I
Set up my shit in the garden shed
I told her it's a drum room
She come through one day she
Didn't have one clue
But I knew that my mum knew cause she
Did the same thing when she was tapu
Didn't want to
But she had to even took the
Wrap for my dad too
All my life she was that dude
Mum I'm lucky to have you

Now I know that you're gonna be pissed cause
I did all this at your sister's place
Scared that I'll end up like my old
Man visitors day on Christmas day, Nah
Fuck that's the worst outcome trust
It'll all work out mum
Plus how you think that I made the money
That I paid to make the first album

Same as the second one
Had to go get up and get me some
ACAB that's everyone
The only law I know is the Tekken one
I don't give a shit what you reckon bruv
You don't know shit till you step in some
Five years in and I said I'm done
After one then we had our second son

Wasn't in our plan but it was
Gotta play the hand that he got
How am I a man if I'm not
Providing for the fam then I'm a flop
So I hit the bank like a boss
Took out all I had put the lot
On a couple lamps and some pots
Plus a couple fans then I'm off

Now I'm in the lab and it's on
Edward scissor hands with the chop
If I can get a gram per watt
Then I can get the pram and the cot
Get a little land in the wops
Put a little sand in the box
Thinking I'm the man till the cops
Got my pops so half the crop

Now I'm going back to the basement
And he's going back to the station
And I know he won't say shit
I just hope we don't go
Back on the grey shit
When the police man retire he get a
Gold watch and a thank you
My old man worked his whole dam life
For a rolex on the ankle holy mother