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lemz bc - 1take lyrics
[verse]
i’m from that city where they smoke feds
where goons get rich off of dope heads
another day another rat, code red
another flip another cat, most fed
so f_ck being broke, i’d rather die a slow death
but i ain’t dying, a couple slabs on the roads left
right around the time when i was sitting in that cold cell
that’s when i realised i had no friends
so i invested into dirt, crack and brown
had the metal in my palm, mac and rounds
drugs dirty but they run clean
my choppers never jam, i keep thеm guns clean
got beef i’ll address it, no postcode
thеn i’ll make him pay a price to get his son home
i remember teachers saying i’m a lost cause
now it’s twenty racks, selfridges on the top floor
first gun i ever burst was a trey deuce
now they think it makes you hood when you burst grey goose
next day they need a re_up cah their white’s out
but them f_ckboys spent their re_up on a night out
it’s your darg lemz, i’m a f_cking menace
i get a boy touched for a couple pennies
all them new g’s, they’re just cartoons
so i serve ’em up like we’re playing tennis
never caught a body but i come close
never did drugs, got wavy off of gun smoke
put a price on his head like a fitted cap
two days later, heard the news of him getting slapped
i was twelve years old, i started doing dirt
about the same time my brudda started moving work
i’ll shoot you in the face, i’m a cold fella
went from shotting pebbles on the curb to a whole cellar
like i said i’m from a place where they k!ll cops
bodies going missing if a deal flops
kids catch life, no teardrops
feds will rob your money if you get clocked
courts gave me confiscations when they got me
i still went to court in versace
l.v., nah i’m gonna stop there
cause i ain’t talking l.v. when i say i’ve got squares
my mum told me “son stop what you’re doing please”
told my mum “i’ve got a job”, lying through my t__th
i missed jummah to cop a chain and a pendant
when i should’ve been praying for repentance
then i caught a charge, a hundred large
spending house money, big guns and cars
they thought jail was gonna stop me
still had parcels landing on the yard
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