[Chorus]

Everyone talk 'bout money and violence

But I'm outside and I don't hear nothin' but silence

I'm only runnin' from sirens

And them man keep woofin', but their dargs ain't bitin'

And the beef ain't cookin' cah their arms ain't firin'

Been lookin', but I can't find him

[Verse 1]

Started with a half consignment

And now the target's heightened

See the food in the basket's flyin'

I ain't usin' a card to buy it

You see goons with a mask and high vis'

Waps get discharged and fired

It's not true, when they ask, I'm lyin'

Still sellin' and buyin', I wanna do better, I'm tryin'

See, I was way too clever in science

How did the streets still get me inspired?

And I failed in maths, but countin' these number helped with that

I break it down and sell these packs

I love my bros, they tell me rap

But the roads just held me back

I ain't into these girls, they're trash

Don't get lined and dead for nyash

They all want a man that's spendin' cash

But who's gonna grind and help him stack?

Who's gonna come on a visit? And send pictures till he gets sentenced?

And who's gonna wait that time?

I don't think no one can

The opp boys try roll on man

But that day I had smoke on man

And that could've been life in jail

That day I went home so mad

Cah I could've done time in a cell

I told myself that I won't go back

Of course I've changed, I just don't lack

I ain't buyin' your bad boy act

I got guys in Whitemoor trapped

I got guys in the 'Marsh on trial

I ain't spoke to my dargs in a while

I switched my phone, so they can't even dial

Bro's in court with his heart in his mouth

And thoughts of his mum ain't calmin' him down

So we gotta go hard till he's out

[Chorus]

Everyone talk 'bout money and violence

But I'm outside and I don't hear nothin' but silence

I'm only runnin' from sirens

And them man keep woofin', but their dargs ain't bitin'

And the beef ain't cookin' cah their arms ain't firin'

Been lookin', but I can't find him

[Verse 2]

You ain't been in the bushes hidin'

Prayin' the feds don't find me

If they grabbed what I had in the bag that I dashed, then the chance of bail's not likely

Just got away, dodged me a second strike, I still got a year on license

Probation's sayin' I'm high risk, but I move lowkey, lifestyle private

You ain't ever seen tears of a lifer, freedom's priceless

It was Ko-Lee noodles

Then I cut from D Cat, put up my face on Google

Mumzy realised some things don't change, I'm breakin' the law as usual

I can handle the truth, it's brutal

The things that I've seen with my eyes ain't normal

Gang just done up a guy so awful

Bando smell never made me nauseous

Can't leave prints in the house, I'm cautious

They wanna do it in front of a audience

Then go talk some shit on a audio

You ain't the same guy when you're recordin'

Me and them can never be cordial