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(AJ)

Felt tips for the biro
Write off if you come ’round my zone
Look, why you gotta lie bro?
Say we don’t live life on a tight rope
Look, 30’s or 40’s
Bad ones come through cah they naughty
Sure I nearly got caught by Courtney
But I buss case cah I stuck to my story

Get nicked, never what I like to do
You’re a little man at 15, I put my life in use
Feds on gang, ask them, they say they like my tunes
I’m with a tight batch but we ain’t got the tight screws
Bro said, “What’s good?” I told bro, “Nothing new”
They don’t wanna do in hood, well what else are you gonna do?
Just said bye to KP63
I took the next right and buck YD62
Feds wanna get me done, I know they’re dying to
Said if I have suspicions, no, I’m not supplying you
I need a big yard with the brightest view
Mash mad shifts so I can get what I’m entitled to
Something got dropped, I don’t know who did it
2020 have the whole team winning
Look, I got a young boy, mixed race
Brought him on the glide and I saw the nigga in him

Bad one, I’ma throw her in the archives
Like your missus love snap me to pass time
I didn’t even mean to message back, I can’t lie
Man, I hate getting called when I half-swipe
Say you want the smoke, nigga pop out
He couldn’t handle my block, he was the local drop-out
Bro, I got the 15 inch, you can rock out
Fucking her face, make her cheeks-dem pop out
Just linked up with gang
Like, “Yes AJ, you got a nice little spot
But next time I’m coming with my shank”
I hate seeing niggas, Klu Klux Klan
‘Cause I do it live, they probably think this shit’s a prank
It ain’t no surprise, I smoked their lies and it stank
Mum said, “Son, don’t shit where you sleep”
So we went them sides and we shat

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