[Verse 1: KayMuni]

You wanna know why guys my age can't chat to me?

Cah I was sixteen, two sticks and twenty racks my G

Four lines, all mine, bro I weren't no runner

Splashed him, went juvies for the whole summer

I caught case after case, I had no luck

Phoned everybody in my phone, they had no grub

I couldn't get a co-sign, govs still pulling up at roll time

I don't miss my hoes, I miss my old line

Two hundred cats in my phone book, I know all of them

Cah I started off with a cat then found more of them

Made 'em line every single trapper they can think of

I don't care if he's high, I'll still make him do the cling run

We was doing bin runs, stuck on the threes and the fours

My cats gassed, they ain't never seen me in Dior's

I was sleeping on floors, they don't even call me Kay there

They love me, I'm the only that stays there

Slept in the HMO, five rooms in it, they're all crack fiends

I was drawing cats, not bad B's

Bagging up buj, moved the phone from the scales

I'ma still get paid long as Bonez don't go jail, he caught a case too

[Chorus: KayMuni]

I was going Scotty tryna break through cah I couldn't make do

My line went slow and I hate sitting down

One day I'ma have a million pound, a Lambo and the biggest house

Till then I'm in the trenches billing loud

I was going Scotty tryna break through cah I couldn't make do

My line went slow and I hate sitting down

One day I'ma have a million pound, a Lambo and the biggest house

Till then I'm in the trenches billing loud

[Verse 2: SJ]

You wanna know why I say guys my age can't chat to me?

Cah I was sixteen, hundred thousand in the bag for me

Double digits on my shank, I love causing a catastrophe

I weren't even trapping, I was going on a stabbing spree

So much times, left my iPhone at my mummy's crib

Said I had enough but all these jewels, I fell in love with it

My shooter wanna shoot, don't wanna drive, it's like he's stuck with it

If we're on a glide, I tell him "Bine", he's gonna let it rip

He's gonna let it smoke out

Too much weed smokers in my camp, let the smoke out

Ready up and roll out, time to put the pole down

Catch me at a shawty's crib, phone on DND

Her whole back is getting blown out

It's right that we break through

All them inductions that we scraped through

They think I wanna rap but I get paid too

It's different when it's drillers telling rappers that it ain't true

It's different when it's trappers telling drillers what the flake do

[Chorus: KayMuni]

I was going Scotty tryna break through cah I couldn't make do

My line went slow and I hate sitting down

One day I'ma have a million pound, a Lambo and the biggest house

Till then I'm in the trenches billing loud

I was going Scotty tryna break through cah I couldn't make do

My line went slow and I hate sitting down

One day I'ma have a million pound, a Lambo and the biggest house

Till then I'm in the trenches billing loud