CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Freestyle
We grew up trying to be the killers we was raised around
When we were serving fiends, you wasn't even doing paper round
Every day on road is a blessing, gotta make it count
We're kidnapping all summer if we don't make it out
Look at your n***as and your b*t*hes when you're around your people
Most of them happy to see you down and living evil
They ain't pushin' your dreams, helping your deen
They're just smokin' your weed, spendin' your P's
What's the point in that pleaseup?
Where I'm from you bang your hammеr for a minor reason
If you ain't dying on your deen, then you're dying squeezing
n***as align with dеmons
You hear dat tire screeching
Caught a body broad day and he don't like da beef ting
n***as-
But it starts with the gyal
Sellin pu**y for a flight or a bag
Like what you sayin'? Hold up
If he breaks his back to make 20 bags and go bust dat on an old Rollie then you're following back?
The game is mad
Most my teens, I invested in fiends
n***as is out here buyin Loubs
Boy, invest in your dreams
The Art of UK Rap, then you're mentionin' me
Finna take that away from me cah I'm sippin' lean?
Think about what life coulda been if we wasn't through with him
Uncle used to take me France, mummy raised me in Lewisham
13, she's askin how the f**k I buy da newest things
Baggin up an ounce in my brother's room for some Gucci things
When we were serving fiends, you wasn't even doing paper round
Every day on road is a blessing, gotta make it count
We're kidnapping all summer if we don't make it out
Look at your n***as and your b*t*hes when you're around your people
Most of them happy to see you down and living evil
They ain't pushin' your dreams, helping your deen
They're just smokin' your weed, spendin' your P's
What's the point in that pleaseup?
Where I'm from you bang your hammеr for a minor reason
If you ain't dying on your deen, then you're dying squeezing
n***as align with dеmons
You hear dat tire screeching
Caught a body broad day and he don't like da beef ting
n***as-
But it starts with the gyal
Sellin pu**y for a flight or a bag
Like what you sayin'? Hold up
If he breaks his back to make 20 bags and go bust dat on an old Rollie then you're following back?
The game is mad
Most my teens, I invested in fiends
n***as is out here buyin Loubs
Boy, invest in your dreams
The Art of UK Rap, then you're mentionin' me
Finna take that away from me cah I'm sippin' lean?
Think about what life coulda been if we wasn't through with him
Uncle used to take me France, mummy raised me in Lewisham
13, she's askin how the f**k I buy da newest things
Baggin up an ounce in my brother's room for some Gucci things
