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it ain’t right if i don’t spit it from the left side
these kids barely in their teens witnessing their friends die
i know how they feel, i lost mine too
gun to my darg’s head, the bullet went right through
all i wanted was a gilet or a new typhoon
what’s beef? i don’t know but i choose wagyu
over this dumb sh_t, like “who are you? where you from?” sh_t
can’t fight, get your gun quick
get a knife from your mum’s crib
catch a body, go court, blow trial, get the numbers
and now you on the gram, flexing in your cell, tryna function
the plan was to get your first rack and stack a hundred
but the money come with evil eye
whole brick make your n_ggas show their evil side
you ever heard a snake hiss? you ever seen it slide?
the hand that they eat from they always seem to bite
keep your back to the wall, they wanna see you slime
keep your ears to the streets, you can’t press rewind
streets dying, i just gotta put the word out
and it’s been wild for a while but these n_ggas k!lling girls now
and the gangsters getting k!lled by the nerds now
n_ggas die every day and i was taught “pull your skirt down”
and i was taught “pick the phone up and never put the work down
and pray that sh_t works out”
who’s to blame for my ways? i don’t know
see, mum did her best but my pops didn’t show
i forgive ’em, i just had to let go
that’s what i call growth
this for bro by the blue phone that’s gotta call home
and his bm getting piped on the low
if it ain’t white then it’s yellow then it’s rose
aquas to rollies, look how the time’s flown
heart’s cold, yeah, that’s why we buy everything froze
that’s my culture, i coulda did the classroom but i chose martin’s sofa
gross profit, net profit, got the game from the smokers
the internet steady tryna provoke us
they wanna blame rap like we ain’t provide for the hopeless
from grime to galas, 110’s to loafers
dingers to sprinters, do not lose focus
headline shows, bookings with the promoters
opportunities for videos and photos
put the flash on and let’s capture the moment
we the ones responsible for the motion
ask ’em what they did, silence is golden
but they gon’ tweet till their fingers get swollen
you on your podcast, i can tell you don’t know much
the way you talk about the roads, you don’t know us
deck full of jokers, box full of doughnuts
we’ve been through it all, they want us pushing peace
put the young’uns through school but we can’t do it all
i’m a thug, i need love and a hug, tell me who can i call?
ptsd, my scars ain’t small
i was g_ngb_nging before it got cool
they gon’ say that i’m a fool but where i’m from, that’s all that we knew
and the stories are true, i know it sound like i’m giving an excuse
but what i really did is give you the proof
and it’s f_cked up cah we all need help
down bad, there was times i woulda robbed myself
i coulda went out and crashed but i stopped myself
’cause who gon’ look after my mother if it’s not myself?
and they gon’ barely send you canteen p’s
and they gon’ drag both feet when it’s time for a v
in the ends, still gotta spend time with the g’s
if it weren’t strictly for the streets then it wouldn’t be me
i thank the lord for the air that i breathe, every cheque i receive
this life just rinse and repeat
i’ll agree, i get weak for these freaks that wan’ jeet
i’m cool with what i want but what about what i need?
this time i gotta dig a little deep, you gotta feel me
it’s all real, this the real me

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