[Verse 1] Bro just beat a next AM, he ain't tell me, that’s normal Step with the metal, that's daily, it won't fail me, that’s bro bro On the opp block we took selfies, our presence, it was known of Now they don't even know it's us when we get on that scoreboard Back hand grip with my black blade, ching mans head, leave that more than swollen I'm in station like 5am, been like 5 AM's and not once mans spoken How many times have the gangdem denied them splashings like 5 in the morning? It's the crack of dawn I barely know where I am and I'm still yawning Really do dem things that we talk of The gang ain't fall off, still pree that 4 .44 long Nuttin’ but the baddest of b’s, cats, fiends, plugs in my call log I step with the ah, nearly as long as me, I don't even care if it’s sawn-off Tracksuit, no chinos, no polos, feds want me in the system, no solar Bad B in the visit hall, I'm like oh lard, again I got a boner She wanna know what day I come home on I know what it feels like to go back and forth with my lawyer cah he tell me what day I got court on I don't know that opp or what road he got caught on, or the date or timing
[Chorus] 'Course I’m lying I don't know why they ain't turned pack yet but 'course we're trying I don't know that dinger or what's on the clock yet bro but 'course it's mileage Interview room, I dont know what I done, yet each and every time 'course I'm silent I'm a product of my environment, so my music, course it's violent I don't even know why my shows get locked yet but course it's Trident Bros beefing I don't even know if he's right or wrong, yet 'course I'm riding Long as my OF's lively, beef ain't dying, 'course its frying (Aye, aye)
[Verse 2] Opp block settings, dressed all sporty, shoot straight, I don't air it in my Air Jordans Opp boy's going on the net, going talky, I ain't tryna hear it, them man informers Living life on the fast lane from kway-kway we been cutting them corners Tell bro we'll get some new smoking dingers when we bruck down this corner T-house settings, skeng in my workers face so they trying be koalased Primary school days it was astroturfs, now we can do kick ups in Pradas Really take these risks, been doing up field, no farmer These old timers ain't on nuttin, they fell off, Jamie O'Hara Got this bad b from Ghana, top floors, calamari for starter I gotta stay humble there's times that I paid a few pens for a charger Have you ever done 28 days in the T still feeling like you've gotta go harder? Scrape that shit so hard, swear I nearly broke that Pyrex And yes it was 4 whole months on basic, I swear it nearly broke my mindset Been jail 3 times I don't know how I'm out here, course I'm tired (I don't even wanna risk my freedom, ahh, its mad)
[Chorus] 'Course I'm lying I don't know why they ain't turned pack yet but 'course we're trying I don't know that dinger or what's on the clock yet bro but 'course it's mileage Interview room, I dont know what I done, yet each and every time 'course I'm silent I'm a product of my environment, so my music, course it's violent I don't even know why my shows get locked yet but course it's Trident Bros beefing I don't even know if he's right or wrong yet, 'course I'm riding Long as my OF's lively, beef ain't dying, 'course its frying (Aye, aye)
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