I’ve got dreams of becoming a billionaire
That’s why I’m in the kitchen whipping it bare
No coke, still got fiends that live in the air
The worlds so cold but I won’t give in, I swear
I’ve got a family to feed and my mothers ill
I’m anti to peace cah love ain’t real
If they have me to bleed, I’m just another brother killed
They don’t act like it’s nothin’ still
I guess it’s my fiend for pain
It’s like if I’m not going through sh#t then I’m feeling strange
Piss me off then the streets are rage
I spill virgin blood in Jesus name
The demons pray, thеy wanted me to mediatе
You and me the same
I was so low hoping that my soul turns to ashes in a heap of flames
I don’t think they’ll ever see the day, please behave
I’m the one that they honour
Camotage, mobster
Touch my fam I’ll bring my choppa
Come for your head not your gwola
Tryna move like Okocha
Everybody says that they’ve got ya til’ it’s on top they run off and just drop you
I’ve been in situations, unfair, outnumbered, just my fists
No tools but my paigans got theirs
Plus there’s no real chances of getting out, so small
Not vocals, straight Umbro’s, old school
Let’s go fool bro called said I blow soon
So true, I hope soon
Mum needs a house same size as the O2, I told you
Or something close, similar
Notice no limit
I broke and go prison
N’ the worlds so sinister, 〈.?.〉
Focus on my swindler, with my coke and spiriter
Salt N’ Vinegar for the Oppa’s in the perimeter
Pole through, smoke you and finish ya
Vladimir on the desk then bill it up, right rushing to the chest
Spliff looking cylinder
Everybody’s screaming gang
Guess what, we’ve got friends too
So what if you don’t love me?
p#ss# your ends do
Going so hard, she like you need a rest boo
She give me some head then give me some head room, silence
I am not like em, man cause riots with them riders
Every ting violent
Idiot tried it, had em all wildin’
Done em on smiling
Running from sirens
My legs are tiring
Man I need guidance
Man is a virus, characters lifeless
Whacked in the Pyrex, gather the science
Magic with mindset, mash it to clients
Flexin’ goggles
Everyone puzzled
I already hustle
Trust me I juggle
#ss fat like a bubble, come gyal let’s cuddle
From young I’ve been trouble
Punch man up til’ I break my knuckles
I jug, I jug in the hood nuff goods get pushed
You ain’t hood, think that you are til’ I dip man out of his 〈.?.〉
Swing my cutter like whoosh, whoosh
You was just with them hoes in the Shubs
Just shhh cah my darg’s got the big machine in the bush
Jump out the bush like ‘hello, hello’
Rockefeller with metal, ay
Shout out Ras, old school do it like Eto, ayy
I gotta dash, just seen feds in a Renault
Peng ting with a big back, man that brain so special
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