[Intro]
Free Remtrex, yeah
If you ain't got GoonLyfe you know what to do
Hold tight my nigga Force, Mist
Yo
[Verse]
Real niggas know me, I'm a real G
If the yay don't move imma steal P
When I lost my homie Tay it nearly killed me
I took two headshots and I'm still me
And I've been up in the struggle, what do you know
Blacked out diving from them blue coats
Hit a move I was too broke, ended up in jail
My nan died, and my mum she had two strokes
Now I'm touching on the road where the profit is
If my son struggles like me, I don't want a kid
And I've been up in the place I didn't wanna live
If my niggas got funk then I'm droppin' in
All my niggas trap hard they don't cut shapes
If you can't keep it real nigga just say
Watch who you roll with, old man are moving wet
Like a yard man's big spliff, with no roach in
New track drop is like my buzz is reborn
Now these niggas in my shit like some fuckin' sweetcorn
It's big R-M I still shutdown the parties
I'm about to take off, somebody best holla Charlie
The yayo same colour as some mayo
Act funky then I let the strap sing loud like Donae'o
Hardest in Brum my niggas know this
I'm like fuck an Ace of Spades, catch me sippin' on some Volvic
Feeling up the breast like I was searching for some cancer
Beat, then I send your chick home in an Uber
I know businessmen and I know a couple shooters
It's time to start investing in my kid's kid's future
I was in jail, couple man was meant to roll up
Had me sittin' on the visits, thinking what's the hold up
Man was offering me food, had me feeling like a doughnut
Then the screws came over said my people never showed up
Had me puttin' in apps, deleting niggas numbers
What I wasted them pressups, why I wasted that pump up
Wickedest ting, I pulled out my best jumper
And I didn't eat at 12 'cause I was saving up my hunger
'Cah these niggas ain't real, and these hoes ain't too
How you chillin' with the opps, just to go blaze zoots
I got a whole load of groupies I could run straight through
Used to see, what these hoes would do for some Grey Goose
Where I'm from, no news is good news
And my niggas in the kitchen but he ain't tryna cook stew
Yeah I got manners, I was raised as a good yute
When niggas tryna violate, tell me what you'd do
Hoods fucked I got niggas that will ride for me
If I was locked, they would try and give my wife a beat
You know them dons that will see a friend struggling
And still splash money on designer jeans
When my nigga got robbed, he said "fuck it imma switch"
You ain't never come home to no food up in the fridge
At the age of 15 I was rolling with them sticks
I was smoking on weed and seeing straps when I was 6
Fuck my ex, she can jump off a cliff
I was in jail, she was getting jiggy with some nigga
I told my blood, "I don't care if you're my big cousin"
When I got robbed, or stabbed or shot, you never did nuttin'
You know them pussyhole fake fam
If you ain't on it, and real, don't say it 'cause I hate that
When my iTunes drops you best support it
Big up my yard man darg Trevor he got deported
Anything you niggas really want, I can sort it
I just put my life on the paper then
Uh, yo, I said
I just write my life on the paper then record it
[Outro]
Free Remtrex, takeover season
Man already know what it is
Yeah, free all my niggas in jail
Man know what it is, dun know, RM
Free all my real niggas
RIP my nigga Tay
Yo you're in my heart my nigga, trust me
Dun know, every time 'till we meet again my nigga Tay
RIP
Free Remtrex, yeah
If you ain't got GoonLyfe you know what to do
Hold tight my nigga Force, Mist
Yo
[Verse]
Real niggas know me, I'm a real G
If the yay don't move imma steal P
When I lost my homie Tay it nearly killed me
I took two headshots and I'm still me
And I've been up in the struggle, what do you know
Blacked out diving from them blue coats
Hit a move I was too broke, ended up in jail
My nan died, and my mum she had two strokes
Now I'm touching on the road where the profit is
If my son struggles like me, I don't want a kid
And I've been up in the place I didn't wanna live
If my niggas got funk then I'm droppin' in
All my niggas trap hard they don't cut shapes
If you can't keep it real nigga just say
Watch who you roll with, old man are moving wet
Like a yard man's big spliff, with no roach in
New track drop is like my buzz is reborn
Now these niggas in my shit like some fuckin' sweetcorn
It's big R-M I still shutdown the parties
I'm about to take off, somebody best holla Charlie
The yayo same colour as some mayo
Act funky then I let the strap sing loud like Donae'o
Hardest in Brum my niggas know this
I'm like fuck an Ace of Spades, catch me sippin' on some Volvic
Feeling up the breast like I was searching for some cancer
Beat, then I send your chick home in an Uber
I know businessmen and I know a couple shooters
It's time to start investing in my kid's kid's future
I was in jail, couple man was meant to roll up
Had me sittin' on the visits, thinking what's the hold up
Man was offering me food, had me feeling like a doughnut
Then the screws came over said my people never showed up
Had me puttin' in apps, deleting niggas numbers
What I wasted them pressups, why I wasted that pump up
Wickedest ting, I pulled out my best jumper
And I didn't eat at 12 'cause I was saving up my hunger
'Cah these niggas ain't real, and these hoes ain't too
How you chillin' with the opps, just to go blaze zoots
I got a whole load of groupies I could run straight through
Used to see, what these hoes would do for some Grey Goose
Where I'm from, no news is good news
And my niggas in the kitchen but he ain't tryna cook stew
Yeah I got manners, I was raised as a good yute
When niggas tryna violate, tell me what you'd do
Hoods fucked I got niggas that will ride for me
If I was locked, they would try and give my wife a beat
You know them dons that will see a friend struggling
And still splash money on designer jeans
When my nigga got robbed, he said "fuck it imma switch"
You ain't never come home to no food up in the fridge
At the age of 15 I was rolling with them sticks
I was smoking on weed and seeing straps when I was 6
Fuck my ex, she can jump off a cliff
I was in jail, she was getting jiggy with some nigga
I told my blood, "I don't care if you're my big cousin"
When I got robbed, or stabbed or shot, you never did nuttin'
You know them pussyhole fake fam
If you ain't on it, and real, don't say it 'cause I hate that
When my iTunes drops you best support it
Big up my yard man darg Trevor he got deported
Anything you niggas really want, I can sort it
I just put my life on the paper then
Uh, yo, I said
I just write my life on the paper then record it
[Outro]
Free Remtrex, takeover season
Man already know what it is
Yeah, free all my niggas in jail
Man know what it is, dun know, RM
Free all my real niggas
RIP my nigga Tay
Yo you're in my heart my nigga, trust me
Dun know, every time 'till we meet again my nigga Tay
RIP
( RM (UK) )
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