[Verse]
I said I've been broke for too long so I had to get my grind on
I ain't never signed on
Mom asked me why, I said "I've got too much pride mom"
Been down many roads, tryna make it to the right one
And I just caught a case but I guess that's part of life don
Sitting here at twenty, thinking "Shit where's my life gone?"
I used to be the quiet one
Now I'm in the trap and I ain't leaving till the white's gone
Just punched my runner up cah he just sneaked off and piped one
We get thе food wholesale like Costco
Say you'rе a boss but what you paying for a box though?
In the ends it's hot though
Looking for them BX plates, I'm looking for them Vauxhalls
I ain't tryna get locked still
I'm kway out in these flats with these wraps
And they think trapping's cool but see I'm trapped in the trap
See the line just took off, it was mad
When it was four for twenty-five I was a god to these cats
We was just some kids, neighbours moaning bout the racket
Now all I do is serve like I'm rolling with my racquet
Are they your friends? Would they back it?
Would they pull it out and slap it or turn around and foot slap it?
You can get merked and I ain't talking bout a full matic
I'm with four ratchets, gotta take this call rapid
Paul phoned me, said he needs some more magic
But when I got there he OD'd fam, it's all tragic
And now I need another yard that I can fall back in
I've got some clean-hearted brothers and they're all trapping
Or should I say trapped in? This lifestyle's a mad ting
Tryna get these racks in but feds want me back in
Came a long way from Super Noodles out the packet
Mum was going work, bare holes in her jacket
She was taking loans out at Christmas so we could have it
Loan after loan got her stuck like she's in traffic
So I lined up a shotter for an O and then I jacked him
I was like fifteen and in my mind I made a stack quick
Windows open in my room, mum can't smell me bag it
Next day I went and bought a coat and told my mum to have it
That's why I'm so greazy, all I know is be a savage
Greedy like I've got the ball and I don't wanna pass it
My bro just cleaned out his loft, I told him he should crop
Come like BBC Two with that cash in the attic
I've got these thoughts in my head
I'm dodging all these feds, it's got me para on a regs
Cause I don't deal with pigs, man I'm coming like I'm dread
But man can deal with beef, I'll get it cracking like some eggs
It's like I'm living on the edge, I want a million from Z's
No safety, I keep the strap on like I'm les
It's funny how this money makes a bitch open legs
Used to leave my chat on read and now she's chilling in my bed
I'm flying up to country, man I travel for that bread
Fuck a nine-to-five, I've gotta start until I stop instead
"No handouts", that's what mummy said
So I'm moving all this food but still I look unfed
And thank God for his legs when he fled from me and Wes
Cause if we had caught him he'd probably be dead
And there's another charge on our head
And there's another scar on my head
Go home, bath and then bed
It's like man wanna bark off the skeng
Wanna be like man but they can't, costs an arm and a leg
Man think they've got P's, go to the dance
Best garms and they still get palmed, man it's dead
And man talk like they wanna make P
And when you try and put 'em on they've got their arses in bed
Lately I've been tryna get it calm in my head
So when I should be mad I try be laughing instead
But that's why I've gotta get it, I ain't got no other income
Me and Wes up O.T., we ain't leaving till the ting's done
Holla S for food but he ain't going on a binge run
Take L's and bounce back fam, you lose some, you win some
I'm running to the money and I'm running down these pagans
Sickmade Caucasian
Packs running low so I guess I've gotta weigh them
P2's and P4's but no PlayStation, I need a vacation
Remember when they had me in the station
Running out of patience
Officer I've gotta go, I've got sales waiting
I said I've been broke for too long so I had to get my grind on
I ain't never signed on
Mom asked me why, I said "I've got too much pride mom"
Been down many roads, tryna make it to the right one
And I just caught a case but I guess that's part of life don
Sitting here at twenty, thinking "Shit where's my life gone?"
I used to be the quiet one
Now I'm in the trap and I ain't leaving till the white's gone
Just punched my runner up cah he just sneaked off and piped one
We get thе food wholesale like Costco
Say you'rе a boss but what you paying for a box though?
In the ends it's hot though
Looking for them BX plates, I'm looking for them Vauxhalls
I ain't tryna get locked still
I'm kway out in these flats with these wraps
And they think trapping's cool but see I'm trapped in the trap
See the line just took off, it was mad
When it was four for twenty-five I was a god to these cats
We was just some kids, neighbours moaning bout the racket
Now all I do is serve like I'm rolling with my racquet
Are they your friends? Would they back it?
Would they pull it out and slap it or turn around and foot slap it?
You can get merked and I ain't talking bout a full matic
I'm with four ratchets, gotta take this call rapid
Paul phoned me, said he needs some more magic
But when I got there he OD'd fam, it's all tragic
And now I need another yard that I can fall back in
I've got some clean-hearted brothers and they're all trapping
Or should I say trapped in? This lifestyle's a mad ting
Tryna get these racks in but feds want me back in
Came a long way from Super Noodles out the packet
Mum was going work, bare holes in her jacket
She was taking loans out at Christmas so we could have it
Loan after loan got her stuck like she's in traffic
So I lined up a shotter for an O and then I jacked him
I was like fifteen and in my mind I made a stack quick
Windows open in my room, mum can't smell me bag it
Next day I went and bought a coat and told my mum to have it
That's why I'm so greazy, all I know is be a savage
Greedy like I've got the ball and I don't wanna pass it
My bro just cleaned out his loft, I told him he should crop
Come like BBC Two with that cash in the attic
I've got these thoughts in my head
I'm dodging all these feds, it's got me para on a regs
Cause I don't deal with pigs, man I'm coming like I'm dread
But man can deal with beef, I'll get it cracking like some eggs
It's like I'm living on the edge, I want a million from Z's
No safety, I keep the strap on like I'm les
It's funny how this money makes a bitch open legs
Used to leave my chat on read and now she's chilling in my bed
I'm flying up to country, man I travel for that bread
Fuck a nine-to-five, I've gotta start until I stop instead
"No handouts", that's what mummy said
So I'm moving all this food but still I look unfed
And thank God for his legs when he fled from me and Wes
Cause if we had caught him he'd probably be dead
And there's another charge on our head
And there's another scar on my head
Go home, bath and then bed
It's like man wanna bark off the skeng
Wanna be like man but they can't, costs an arm and a leg
Man think they've got P's, go to the dance
Best garms and they still get palmed, man it's dead
And man talk like they wanna make P
And when you try and put 'em on they've got their arses in bed
Lately I've been tryna get it calm in my head
So when I should be mad I try be laughing instead
But that's why I've gotta get it, I ain't got no other income
Me and Wes up O.T., we ain't leaving till the ting's done
Holla S for food but he ain't going on a binge run
Take L's and bounce back fam, you lose some, you win some
I'm running to the money and I'm running down these pagans
Sickmade Caucasian
Packs running low so I guess I've gotta weigh them
P2's and P4's but no PlayStation, I need a vacation
Remember when they had me in the station
Running out of patience
Officer I've gotta go, I've got sales waiting
( RK (UK) )
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