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I grew up on basic, I ain't have no f*cking Sky box Now I've seen it all like I'm in the f*cking SkyBox I'm riding round my city like the huntsman on his white horse I get back to the trap like I came from the futurist survival I fear God and not reprisals My bro's locked down and killing parcels To this lifestyle we sell partial I smoke this weed, I drink this drink, I think I'm Marshall Start talking about my marj or how my dad was a mirage No violins, I'm pulling strings like guitars I'm blowing up like Hamas Jakes wanna lock me on some Shmurda shit Where you been if you ain't heard of him? Cause I've been living in this world of sin Just know the struggle's real Shit I've been tryna turn this pain into a couple mill My peers living out my worst fears Prison got them man there stuck on still These cunt Old Bill, still tell your mum you love her still But her sun don't shine till her son comes home Same with the streets, the only love he knows Like some man I know, got me reminiscing Twenty-twenty vision, I can see him in the distance I came up in the noughties, Richmond and my Rizlas Always been a misfit, wishing on a big bit Consistent and persistent man, that's just good business Murder, no witness, when I throw my dice I roll sixes Broke rapper on some rich shit Blowing ammi with a thick bitch Drink it straight, nah we don't mix this When I roll I throw sixes Broke rapper on some rich shit Blowing ammi with a thick bitch Drink it straight, nah we don't mix this Shit I've gotta stay off these roads These sessions, they end my progression in bulk I can't see through this smoke These beats just evoke these emotions, these streets give me hope My back's on these ropes if I stand here alone Then I stand with my heart, guess there's G's in my soul They made me break the mould Caught a case, I never told Shit there ain't enough years in this world to make me fold Pass my plate and my bowl I treat this place like my home Cause when I'm home I just roam Full face on the note Still their hating is jokes Cause at times I hate me the most Give me cake, let me ghost Give me space, let me ghost Get my foot through the door Cause when it rains man it pours out here Grew up poor round here Where everybody's got the same crap and no one cares Life as I know it till I took history and rewrote it Both eyes on who you keep closest Cah the same man you chill and you smoke with They could have you in the ville with the roaches Shit I thought you had my back though How you Donnie Brasco? You a rodent Now a million soshes is what my bruddas gotta cope with That's a million soshes what my bruddas gotta cope with A million soshes, a million soshes
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