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didn’t lapse, up north in the moorlands
five hours on a sweaty, that’s exhaustion
all cah i’ll touch a man’s organ
i’ll put it in her p_ssy like homemade abortion
alhamdulilah, my akh fresh from iraq
said he got the dirty for the low, no extortion
keys like ice city, keys like morgan
i used to send out a hundred texts every morning
i spilled ketchup before i ever started saucing
my auntie said “don’t you find this lifestyle boring?”
but ain’t nuttin boring about slapping and boring
rapping and trapping, now i’m touring
but i’m banged up, i ain’t performing
i don’t know why i find this life so alluring
my grandad was a alky, nuttin couldn’t cure him
probably why i just p_ss henny, not urine
if you don’t ride for the love, don’t force him
tracky cause i’m trappy, not valorin, christian dior_ing
i just gave my nan five racks from the wing
five bills on my kicks like money ain’t a thing
white boy, skinhead, no fade, no trim
i’d like to give thanks to this razor and cling
and this pyrex bowl and the work i put in
probably kicked off your door, started searching for things
strip search with the swat, that’s personal things
so degrading, i call it growth, you say i’m changing
but having no money never changed him
becah man makes the money, it don’t make him
so don’t be mistaken, when i took the food and never paid him
i had mouths to feed and i had rent that needed paying
man tried to k!ll me, i’ve seen shots ricocheting
i don’t fear death, i miss my dargs, i’m just saying
how come when i hit the can i start praying?
astagfirullah, i just need a wife and a lay_in
cah i’m still road running, young scooter on
and these bricks keep coming, life goes on
and these rappers keep fronting, he raps it, i’ve done it
f_ck a runner, i run it up
they never gave a sh_t when i was coming up
now she gives me hard head, she’s a stubborn f_ck
how you fat and your ribs and your stomach touch?
i was starving, why’d you think i stuck him up?
i said i was starving, why’d you think i stuck him up?
f_ck a runner, i run it up
they never gave a sh_t when i was coming up
now she gives me hard head, she’s a stubborn f_ck
how you fat and your ribs and your stomach touch?
look i was sick of being white trash, broke and always poor
gangster to my core and i’ve done seen it all before
treat a junkie like a bestie, that’s called building a rapport
i’m riding through the city, middle finger to the law
smoking california draw till my eyes look singapore
b_tches used to _ now i give them d_ck galore
and how they taking wh0res places that they can’t afford?
i don’t take her nowhere, i just d_ck her when i’m bored
put the money in the bag, that’s what i call a bag secured
they’d leave your brains on the floor for that half box of raw
smoking flavours in my cell, and i never sprayed the law
feeling like the cure, i know i could be a better man
and that boy should’ve dropped but the beretta jammed
never mind, bricks on bricks like it’s legoland
middle of the winter, you could get a tan
he had too much heart and he’s dead cah he never ran
gripping on this hammer with my sweaty hands
like god save my soul, i had to get my own
i’ve been snaked by my friends and had to let that go
cah that’s what got me the bird, i know
go guilty for the third, i know
put your heart in every verse, i know
put my heart in every verse, they know
that’s what got me _ i know

- potter payper

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