[Intro]

R14 Beats

[Verse]

She say I'll hit the wok if I reoffend

The kid trapped hard, I weren’t readin' Mice and Men (Trappy)

In half a year, five figures what I probably spent

It’s mad 'cah I spent more than I ate

I used to get bagged, but it taught man a lesson

Jim a trap fetish, back then, I was senseless

Never-never pressured, don't comment every question

Late nights had me restless, hella laggin' up sessions (Late nights)

Jakes on my block investigatin' like Cluedo

For M's, drugs, weapons, GBH's, fuck, who knows?

Flyin' out them TSG’s, all I see is blue clothes (Jakes)

If bro see red, he gon' rain there like Rudolph

Shh got his twin, he don’t wrestle like Sumos

He just back the suttin', he might stab it through your new clothes (Again)

She say I'm sweet, she say I'm sweet like glucose

She say I'm grown, but she say, “Jim, man, you’re too road”

Have you-have you been bagged and seen yourself on the camera? (Nope)

Three years back, I lost my dad, I had to man up

I ain't takin' bad up, and I ain’t takin' attitude

My young boy took a L, I just told him I ain't mad at you

You win or lose some, my bro, what’s a bag or two?

You’re runnin' through these hoes, but these boxes what I'm runnin' through

Just got a call from Chris, he’s bakin' in his motor

So I call up bruce like, "Yo, he’s in a Skoda"

Then left him right before he served, the jakes might roll up

My side so nuts

Look, I-look, I got a strippy, found my flicky, that’s my whip sold on

Been on road way before I was where it show love

Back then, it was Nike leathers and Avirex

Special like bags of mayhem

School days, leave man beat by the railins

Almost a decade gone, I was still on the same strip (Still here)

I've seen G's come, I've seen them go

I've seen man that you call bro turn into foes

Heard a man say he's a snitch, but he not a pussy though

I looked at my bros like this nigga just trippin' though (Brudda's trippin')

I'm a-I'm a mover, so I work by my ringtone

She feels the tug, now, she copies the lingo

More-more time, the mandem are high risk

Why you think the jakes didn't let us in Wireless?

And free all my boys that’s sittin' in Isis (Free them up)

Five friends in one visit room, it's fucked how I live

I'm glued to my car seat, all my whips done mileage

Caught a case, had to wait like two years for NFA

My mum say I could see better days, so I elevate

I light this Cali and I meditate

We're mobbin' deep just to get away

Two phones just like Kevin Gates

You’re gonna blow, you’re gonna detonate

And that’s what the comments say, so now, I have to regulate

Fence niggas gotta relegate

My mates land road, but it’s cray 'cah the can is just a fred away

My bro said don’t get trapped in the trap

I switched the pattern, I don’t switch up the plans

The mandem say it’s fryin’, so stick with your shank

A&R’s fill my bar, so I’m stickin' to rap

How many times I gotta re’ and lag?

How many stains just to bring me back?

When can I sleep? 'Cause I’m tired of naps

My brudda got bagged 'cah the pack weren’t banked

Every day, it’s a risk we take

T and Maz hit the wok, bet they call there straight

I stood with the real, I drop at the fakes

Life five times harder when you’re known by the jakes

[Outro]

Look, I'm tired of all these false accusations, man

Jakes flyin' off mummy’s door

Flaggin' my motors, stoppin' my whips

Talking 'bout Section 60's and that

R.I.P. all my people

Free all my brothers

Music’s gotta pay off

Somehow