S-s-s-swervin
I’m from london fields, that’s drenching tops and licking shots
At 14 i done me a drill on the other side where the zt’s bang that
Ay swing them shanks, swing them shanks
I’m from london fields, and we live what i rap ’bout
That’s drenching tops and licking shots, straight out of a traphouse
At 14 i done me a drill, on the other side where the zt’s bang that
Got weapons so i attempt to kill
No i ain’t ‘tryna wrestle like smackdown
I’m from london fields, and we live what i rap ’bout
That’s drenching tops and licking shots, straight out of a traphouse
At 14 i done me a drill, on the other side where the zt’s bang that
Got weapons so i attempt to kill
No i ain’t ‘tryna wrestle like smackdown
That’s drenching tops and licking shots, straight out of a traphouse (bando)
I remember doing full time drill
’till i woke up and said i want cash now (movie)
Me and tb had a little scrap {?}
But that’s bro saying that it don’t matter (it don’t)
And if he gets touched, i put it on my mother’s i’ll rise that hammer
And don’t get twanged {?} and he ain’t no full time rapper (he ain’t)
Bodies get dropped ’bout ztk don’t roll with chicks like {?}
You want bread you gotta rent these bandos
100% attendance sit in the trap and get that pack sold (lick it)
And bro just come from o
He came back home with like four new rambos (four)
Swing them shanks, swing them shanks
Tell bro you gotta do it like asbo (m)
I was on the phone to tugs but the gov’s didn’t check {?} (free tugs)
I’m from london fields, and we live what i rap ’bout
That’s drenching tops and licking shots, straight out of a traphouse
At 14 i done me a drill, on the other side where the zt’s bang that
Got weapons so i attempt to kill
No i ain’t tryna wrestle like smackdown
I’m from london fields, and we live what i rap ’bout
That’s drenching tops and licking shots, straight out of a traphouse
At 14 i done me a drill, on the other side where the zt’s bang that
Got weapons so i attempt to kill
No i ain’t tryna wrestle like smackdown
How many times have i caught these rudeboys slipping?
But i don’t wanna hear them stutter (i don’t)
Two of them running in flats
One gets caught but truly i wanted the other
Field boys pull up and crash
Let that bang, bro hit one and his mother
That whole family’s opps {?}
Gang chinged up his little brother
I beef the majority of this borough (i do)
And i don’t know ‘nuttin ’bout pressure (i don’t)
I know about circling ’round on peds
We won’t try leave until ‘suttin get cheff up
I’m beefing kids and grown arse men
Mash in the sun it’ll change the weather
I see them yutes and i lose my temper
So if i’ve got smoke i’ll bang that leather
If you got beef with the 8 let’s get this straight
You’re due to get touched and dead up
T got hit with the 8
Not long left now, i’m telling him keep his head up (my bro’s)
On the phone to psycho and tray like who’s these yutes
They’re sounding pissed and fed up
Everything’s changed i’m ‘tryna explain
Same old yutes get left in ketchup (drenched)
I’m from london fields, and we live what i rap ’bout
That’s drenching tops and licking shots, straight out of a traphouse
At 14 i done me a drill, on the other side where the zt’s bang that
Got weapons so i attempt to kill
No i ain’t tryna wrestle like smackdown
I’m from london fields, and we live what i rap ’bout
That’s drenching tops and licking shots, straight out of a traphouse
At 14 i done me a drill, on the other side where the zt’s bang that
Got weapons so i attempt to kill
No i ain’t tryna wrestle like smackdown
I’m from london fields, and we live what i rap ’bout
That’s drenching tops and licking shots, straight out of a traphouse
At 14 i done me a drill on the other side where the zt’s bang that
Got weapons so i attempt to kill
No i ain’t tryna wrestle like smackdown
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