KA in my stomach
Loud in my lungs
B spur that's man in the cell banged up
You get the worst punishments for what you find fun
Get away with murder, lucky for some
Innocent or guilty I see blues and I'm gone
Active. I gotta stay on
Money motivated that's just how I stay strong
Less I know you less I feel about it when I do you wrong
But I'm not bad person
Still entertaining when I run at yutes dispersing
Court dates adjourning I'm tryna overcome that
Sitting in the court thinking I don't wanna come back
Videolink the snitch cah he didn't want no combat
No gaff I was on tag started to pray on ein Sontag
Going back going back
I had so many old lines
My whole life in a flash
Reminiscing bout old times
Look around look around
Get less to show than I've made pounds
Looking up don't want to look down
Unless I can see my face in the ground
Going back going back
I had so many old lines
My whole life in a flash
Reminiscing bout old times
Look around look around
Get less to show than I've made pounds
Looking up don't want to look down
Unless I can see my face in the ground
Seeing myself on BBC1 was mad, shit, I ain't saying no programmes
But I weren't on Albert Square and they sure weren't tryna promote man
Knock down like C and O controlled didn't even go ham
Watched that after bang up reminiscing missing my whole fam
I remember when mandem would line up and let me earn some ps
Buy a bottle flexing smoking gyaldem line up on their knees
Sloppy sloppy she a dirty hoe
Lost weed on these dirty hookers lost like thirty oz
Wasted garms and lighters tryna get rid of them dirty clothes
Sometimes I be laughing
Sometimes thinking is it worth the dough
Hotting up my gaff tell me you're rolling you'll be lurking bro
Step on bruddahs foot to stop him running I might hurt his toe
Better hope I didn't break it
Cah if he ball think he's playing
Let the fire blaze, half Jamaican
Hit the interview, prepared statement
My cheese sliced it ain't grated
Astaghfirullah I hate bacon
Going back going back
I had so many old lines
My whole life in a flash
Reminiscing bout old times
Look around look around
Get less to show than I've made pounds
Looking up don't want to look down
Unless I can see my face in the ground
Going back going back
I had so many old lines
My whole life in a flash
Reminiscing bout old times
Look around look around
Get less to show than I've made pounds
Looking up don't want to look down
Unless I can see my face in the ground
Little yute with the canerows
Then I switched to the square plaits
Always didn't like main road
Especially when I had bare packs
I used to respect myself
Then I started fucking with bare slags
Itching on my way clinic
Like why the fuck did I hit that bareback
I got niggas that I ain't seen in ages
True say they're inspiring
On the path to riches, high wages
Big up my bruddahs all lij now who were labelled badly behaved kids
I'm basically doing up voluntary talking to ygs about good paths for paving
Demented
I used to have mares in my sleep
Dementia
The way I forget bout these neeks
Adventure
Is, how I used to see my old beef
Remember
96 hours out with no sleep
Charring Cross, Oxford Street black jacket on with that fur
She was never my ting so stop bothering me about her
I'm one of those wise men, no frankincense and no myrrh
I'm bored turn Hansel & Gretel up dual carriageway skrr
Bare nigga moving fried doe, suttin like doughnuts
More serious and mature now, suttin like grown ups
Counting notes and I hit a bill, suttin get fold up
Still blacked out with them green lines, suttin like Hold Up