[Intro]

Shoutout OneWay

Shoutout T&O

Shoutout my nigga Q, thanks for making this happen

Let's get it man

'FREE CTK' - The album coming soon man

Let's get ready, grr

Eh, mmh

Feeling nice in here too though

Yeah, should I do this in one take right?

Yeah, look, listen

[Verse 1]

When life come at you fast, try not to get lost

When I see them niggas start moving different, then it's no trust

Bitches really out here playing wicked, ain't no love in it

It's fine by me cause I don't really show none (Perfect)

Listen, your next mistake could be your last onе

I told Q, I'd do the OneWay just to have fun

Whilе T&O cooking up, I'm sitting back, brainstorming

Thinking of them days when we was outside in the rain pouring

Setting up shop, but no license, ain't no James Bond

I got 11 brothers, none of them come from the same mom

All made men, but ain't no stripe suits for these guys

I used to keep the white in my Chucks, like some knee-highs

Now it's [?] and mob ties

Seen my first O at 12

Hustlin' in some Filas

Then a cupboard full of broken scales

Bootcut Levi's, trynna get my bands long

Plans on robbing niggas in the strip club with no mask on

17 in O'10, my life changed in a crazy way

The feds gave me five years

KESI had just dropped a tape

I only did three

Rude boy, but I'm well behaved

Still unruly to this day

On God, nah, I changed my ways

Fresh home, whole city screaming: "FREE CTK"

I touch road, had a smile like Issa Rae

I took my shahadah up north

And trust me, dawg–

That first month, starving through Ramadan for me wasn't no piece of cake

Free man now, Uzi praying that I keep the faith

God watching over him, yeah, blessings keep coming in, yeah

Wraith with the stars in it

Couch Dreams state of mind

My next album soon dropping in

They begging me to Come Alive

Speaking of life, we keep hearing how people dying

All this killing is leaving my city traumatised

2020, nothing nice, nah, these days it's trying times

Weekly, we hear mothers cry – we idolize who out of line

We need to be leaders, stop copping 6 litres

Almost dropped a tear of joy when I heard ICEKIID doing FIFA

30 bags for my Plain Jane, I don't want a freezer

15 wha– for the show, another 20 for the feature

Really, though, I spent 60, in 60 seconds – I'm no saint

But it sound a little better when I'm preaching, ain't it?

These [maggies?] turn me to a demon

This a letter to my unborn

I'm flinging semen in divas

Don't think twice before I skeet off, look (Perfect)

And I'd be better off just staying home

You know with my song, with my weed rolling

Marinating deep thought, not moving like a [?]

This mix-up, spending money just to keep up

Cause nowadays these youngins in the field wanna score like hat-trick

Big Mac make you backflip

Kidnappings to the stabbings

I don't glamourise the madness

Like these other niggas rapping

I make love songs, dawg

That's far from my lane

Feel like I've been through it all

You don't know the pain

I broke my mom heart a million times

You don't know the shame

So the music is therapeutic in its own way

I was poor, just a student of the game, no Oogway

Nike trackie when I board the plane

Don't wanna do too much

Ooh, your Dior ain't from the store

Damn, who'd have thought?

Really thought that this was the year that you was moving up

If COVID moving through the bills, you can take your mask off

Skinny nigga with a big belly

Not too much that you can tell me

I drink, and I get friendly

Yeah, I'm kicking bars like 10-50

Learned that from Semih

Lord, can you forgive me?

Let's get it

[Interlude & Instrumental Switch]

(Uhh, let's get ready to rumble)

Yeah man, hand me the next one

I'm starting to get sweaty in here, let me get the next one

Grr, buh

Yo man

Shoutout OneWay

Shoutout by brothers T&O in the building

G-Money doing a recording

KESI in the building, 'BO4L' out now – go get that

'1010' out now, Benny Jamz in the building, let's get it

Shoutout to Q for setting up the OneWay

'FREE CTK' the album dropping soon, let's get this money, man

(Round 2, fight)

Yo, look

[Verse 2]

Move reckless, and them consequences come with it

When them shots fly, a second feel like one minute (Perfect)

Close calls, more time, but I'm done with it

Margin out, trynna make bands where them drums spinning

I call for cloud and chase it down with some hard liquor

Sitting, shedding tears, going through my mom's pictures

She is still here, but I could have did some things different

For example, I wish I never played the streets

It was all a scandal, robberies, B and E's

Nice, sippin' lean like I'm good, I ain't gotta eat

Pitching B to the fiends, and dawgie, we ain't get no C's

Cleaning blades with Listerine, because we ain't had no bleach (Perfect)

Lighting up the streets, that was Billie Jean

I'd rather see my little niggas ball, little league

Secure me a Middle Eastern queen, tell her: "Stick to me"

I've been off my deen lately, darling, I ain't prayed in weeks

Lover hold me tight, when the PTSD get to me

I know I'm not right, but I won't do you like my last ting

Nah, 2020 on a mad ting

The opps still sour, we spending money from '18

B.O.C, innovator

In the city, limit breaker

90 through the city – sitting, feeling like a daydream

And it take me back, like way back

Way back when me and my moms ain't had a place to stay at

She always did the most for me

And I always say that, so no words could ever do that bond justice

And that's straight facts

I was 12, going through hell

Picking up cigarette buds off the streets

And the lighter didn't even work; it was critical

Your love sheltered me from so much evil; it's unthinkable

Lioness, you'd never let me see you miserable

Apply for jobs, they didn't ring

Still made me feel we was invincible

I took so many losses, I forgot to count

W's and blessings on me heavy now

Now there's other shit to talk about

Late-night talks with Milly about killing shit

I'm laughing, but it's serious – actually, the realest shit

I'm in lack of discipline and building character – it's what I'm dealing with

Another 50 bands spent, I don't know where they went

I'm trying to make bands without bagging out no instrument

It's peak like pyramid, yeah, yeah

And I gotta move different, and it's evident

A lot of new commitment, and that's weighing on me heavy

I gotta turn that shit around

So my wave starts making better sense

I'm running through the city

Breaking records like I'm skipping them

Wild like [?], tired like Michelin

Going 30 for 30, trynna pop like percy

Playing dirty in my jersey, till they murc me like [?] and 'em

It gotta be the hunger that will keep me goin'

I don't give a fuck about your assumptions

Nigga you don't really know me

Look, mama on my ass, she need another 20k by Sunday

I'd be on my last, and never worried by no fucking money

Trust me, imma run it up

[?] and I'm making sure my numbers up

Studio till roosters, and the sun is up

Every verse I did was worth it; I'm just warming up

[?] universal laws and karma struck

10 years later, and they still talking about: "Free him up"

Tell them brothers, keep it up

I made my first million in my early 20's

I don't know what they got against me

All I ever did was me

Had no time to play it friendly, 24 in Dubes

Cooling off in the Bentayga Bentley

Heard you got a lot upon you– (Perfect)

But ain't got heart to come and say it

So nigga get the fuck up off my dick, nigga

Your girl done booked this time already

North Face gloves while I'm recording

Never short, I'm going Jordan

Had to put my heart on ice, ride in a crucial moment

And from now I'm moving focused

I can never cool with vultures

They don't want me moving forward

They just salty like it's snowing

Like that blond bitch down the block

[Block?] me from that new apartment

Now I'm being true and honest

You right to assume I'm sour

I was goin' shoot my shot, but now I gotta play it heartless

Look at what I'd done, pressing you like like-button

Wherever I was, leaning off white rum

Don't mention that like Fight Club

Usually, I touch whatever I got my eyes on

Next fight coming like Tyson

And I don't mean with you, just in general, like Mysonne

[Outro]

Anyway

Shoutout OneWay

'FREE CTK' the album coming soon

B.O.C till the day I 'D' – ah nigga, let's go