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Didn't think he would but he must of Cah he made the yay go but nothing like Costa Still out here from dark till sunny Still screaming "Free P" but I weren't giving out money (Free him) F**k the govs, man, they labelled him a killer Exchange went wrong but we weren't listening to Tiller (Trapsoul) See them boy, they a bag of gas Red eye but they hope I blew like Fabregas (Yeah) I didn't think he did but he done it, then I came to his strip and he blew like Sonic (Why you running?) Them boy don't want it 'cause when I came to your block, I screamed out "Fam, who's on it?" (Nobody) But f**k them little characters What you know about grinding just for them barristers? 'Cause we never wanted legal aid Tryna go private just to make sure that he's free again F**k a one on one 'Cause mum's can get diluted when I start robbing sons This is real life no fiction Dumb hoes wanna hold me but I ain't Gyptian (No way) I'll bring it to your door like Argos No celebrity if I ever make the star pop (Huh?) Oops, I meant pop star Rips in the denim got me looking like a rockstar And hopefully the scene pops Tell a man "Don't watch me, I'll get your G shocked" You know me, I'm never lacking No hair shops when I say we get the packs in (Uh) Work slowed down, copped remix And now we get paid when another fiend hits (It's ringing) Don't know a don that ain't tryna bump man I'll end his future when I get a chance to jump man T-house coming like my sanctuary 'Cause I'm tryna hit cell, something like January Dammy made me back that But the clip only held ten like Snapchat Money meetings up in Nandos Phone my Spanish plug, I said "Darg, I need some blanco" He said "I got you mi amigo", now I'm sittin' in the trap with some blanco and some negro F**k a Z, fam, I need some kilos I ain't satisfied till they let my bro P home (Let him out) Hash just came out, they let Stigs in So I'm tryna bake more cakes than Kipling My cousin 32 and he ain't touched 20 When he land roves, I swear to God, I'll put him in the Bentley Sittin' with my feet up, drinking out a tea cup Never have to go and worry 'bout another re-up (Life's mad) See, we was known as the youngers But now we run the hood like we're sprintin' in some jumpers And I put it on my mother This year, I swear to God, I'm gonna be eatin' with my brothers New year, new money, new problems If it gets peak, I'll back the iron then rob 'em (Oi, f**k off) And f**k your cash flow, we keep our mash in the town but nothing like Asco (Uh) F**k the opposition I never had a pot to p*ss in (Never) Think man ever fell off? I'll still send corn for the flake like Kelloggs Gettin' money now, don't you know boo? F**k Novikov, we're hittin' Nobu (I'm eatin' well) Shouts to the girl with the tattoo For her, I'll draw sticks but it's nothing like a bamboo (Yeah) My brother need a bag, I tell him "Hold that" Bro, you don't even know that Saving all these memories, something like the Kodak Shout my brother S, that's my bro if you know that (For life) See I'm the hardest my age I tell a girl "Go find a man on my wage" Didn't think she will but she probably might Saw me in the future but it's nothing like a dirty Sprite Kicking it to DS2 While I'm in some DS2 (Dsquared²) Sitting here, thinking if I ever blew What I'm gonna do with the money, yeah, I'm making moves Uh That's day two wrapped up I ain't even a rapper, B I ain't even a rapper This one's for everyone that tried get me on this rap ting anyways I know I delayed a bit but I'm here now, innit?
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