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(Quincy Tellem) (Cage got that cold) Turn Got this shotgun, and got it sawn-off The nostril's long, so we gave it a nose job Twenty-four hours, I ain't had no sleep I got PTSD, I can't see myself fall off (Turn) Who done all them drills that the opp boys talk of? (Turn) We play foul, so the ref' took the ball off (Told me turn) Bro said "Focus on makin' bread" (Turn, turn) But we always end up with toasters (Turn, told me turn) You know what I do to the smoky Treat that WD40 like baby Johnsons (Turn, turn, turn) Bought a baby nine for the tour bus And a G17 for the nonsense (Su-su-su-su) North London is a war zone Ask my broski shh "Who's gonna go get the dinger from Toxteth?" It's meant to be uptown funk, Mark Ronson I ain't here for the nonsense Who's on mе? I'm on them G-lock holds sixteen, I can spit this verse, lеave sixteen on them My thumb's so numb from the reload, one-thirty kilos Buy my weight when I go grab reloads In the hood, I'm an icon, Figo Louis V in the trenches, fedora, and a pea coat Two Gs on my off day, I'm Gucci, that's the G code Pocket rocket came Lil, that's Baby, that's Pino If you want that cosign, need your mum's address, f**k a depo I was in my front room with the nina Yola, turn a pop city to a corner sofa Granddaddy hat and a Motorola But it's meant to be '017 Seventeen years of age in Feltham, I ain't ever go Wetherby Yo, 'course I fell in love with the T, produce some notes, remedy Put my wrist in liquid nitrogen Blow trees like "F**k the environment" In the crop house, bring in Chinaman My old friends have no ent**lement Fake love to me is frightenin' They wonder why there's violence Made a mill from jumpin' on mics again Countin' up is gettin' tirin' And I don't need to ride again, pray five again Let the squad get firin', let the big ting rise again They don't worry 'bout sirens And I'm wanted by Trident 'Cause my man got hit with the star But he thought it wasn't written in the stars like Tinie We can't put our works up on IG I've got one million opps But this money make it hard to find me (Turn, turn) I can't believe all this envy and jealousy 'cause so much rivalry Why you think I don't stop at the lights? 'Cah I'm feelin' like Biggie Smalls in the 90s, 90s baby Noughties made me, trap house crazy, this sh*t made me They envy, they don't wanna see me win It's a shame 'cause they all could've been legit Free the guys on the wing, for real, for real Could've been me, for real, for real Jump on the stage and it's all surreal Came from the bando, for real, for real Cartier bangles, for real, for real Cartier bangles, for real, for real My pockets expanded, for real, for real I've really seen it get real Bro left his prints on the handle, for real, for real We try make it balance, for real, for real Some for the cause, some for the thrill We went to war, no time to heal So we ain't got handled, for real, for real Put my wrist in liquid nitrogen Blow trees, like "F**k the environment" In the crop house, bring in Chinaman My old friends have no ent**lement Fake love to me is frightenin' They wonder why there's violence Made a mill from jumpin' on mics again Countin' up is gettin' tirin' And I don't need to ride again, pay five again Let the squad get firin', let the big ting rise again They don't worry 'bout sirens And I'm wanted by Trident 'Cause my man got hit with the star But he thought it wasn't written in the stars like Tinie We can't put our works up on IG
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