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Them tears burn like shells G Fresh up off of jail G Did my bird, one and eight, nobody helped me Lifestyle scary like Mel B I weren't made in Chelsea Essex boy, certi Pushbike, sell B Cocaine grammer like Kelsey I'll stop trapping when Hell freeze Even though I'm trying I know I ain't what my girl needs Dreams of being wealthy Dreams of not struggling Trap spot, coke pots bubbling Class A conspiracy, lifestyle trapper B Turn a friend ex-friend cah he took liberties Saw Nanny on the visits, said my daughters were the spit of me I don't know my daughters and it sickens me Years in the jailhouse, worldwide touring Manor I grew up in, they didn't even send you schooling Fresh home now, I've been at it since morning Don's Mum's moaning I've been Hell's Kitchen like Gordon I don't know them man, they've all got agendas Fakes and pretenders, beat off the entrance Remand me, I don't mind but I won't do another sentence f**k that, not guilty, come home smiling I'll be up in Snaresbrook Court for a trialling And now I've ordered nine O's off a Geordie Real G sh*t, only real G's endorse me Potter keep a white girl; Khloe, Kim, Kourtney Lifestyle gory, sick say I'm poorly Mad man Morley, grown man sh*t like a donny in his fourties Know I keep a bad b*t*h, by nature I be naughty HP saucy, Potter by the pudding like Georgie Porgie Talking all that talk darg, don't you know that talk's cheap? Potter, I be in the trap, fully in it, balls deep Next summer I might splash a couple bills cheap Potter got time like Maltese, heroin sales Teacher told me that I'd be dead or in jail But I'm in it till I win it then I'm outie Gossip, I ain't in it, tell em allow me Smoking on some loud haze, blind till the cloud fades out Feeling bad boy, Mike Lowrey Thinks he's Tony Stark and he ain't even Robert Downey Talking all that iron, fam you're lying Don't you know that people really dying? Bruddas intent to supplying Old school, I used to run riot Man told me I'm the best, now they think I'm being biased Drink it till it's finished, smoke it till I'm tired Eyes looking triad, chilling with Mohamed Al-Fayed Everybody raps but they ain't rapping like I am Cah Potter Payper's different so get 'em all together Me, I've got that cheese up in my spliff, that mozzarella I done found my era, you ain't nothing but an error Get a couple views and think you're clever However you ain't buss a gun in your life, not never Never had to run for your life, not never Glass slipper, walking while you're talking, Cinderella I was banging man and getting bread up I was in the dock, looking ten up Anyone can go but I can never set my friend up Living how I'm living, I was in and out of prison You was probably chilling I know a couple f**kboys wishing I was still in Mixtape done, onto the next one sh*t, we're about to make a killing Team winning, #TeamBillIt, #DontSpillIt
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