[Verse 1: KayMuni]

Friends come and go, money stays forever though

I never spoke, yo this the realest shit I ever wrote

I told you that I loved you, put the paper in the envelope

When Kash do twenty, he got ten to go, NDO

No days off, that's what that means

Never had Chanel runners but I had athletes

I don't know how the industry works but I know crack fiends

Trap P's, I ran through a ten quid last week

Bad B's all want a spin, heard I charted

It really meant more to us cah you don't know how we started

Yo I keep this mash on me brudda, I don't park it

I seen bro bark it, we ran away laughing

They're saying I'm a rapper but truth is, the streets all I know

And when I'm low, fuck I look like speaking to hoes?

I need dough and if we cross paths, I'm beating my pole

I'm stressed out, bill this weed up and reason with bro

[Verse 2: Rimzee]

I was on the block giving orders

I never made it to no Prem but I'm a baller

Mashallah when I'm looking at my daughter

Shout out Matty, he gave me my first quarter

I never had no ambition, just my gun and my ammunition

But can a street nigga transition?

Mixing white, DJ Envy, never thought I'd see twenty

Feel like Putin when I'm putting on this Presi

I'm the last of my breed and it's dying

I ain't no rapper, God knows I ain't lying

In that sweat box, I was looking at life

Now I'm in a SVR with the LED lights

Real rap but some things I can't tell 'em

If you put me on that Snap, don't post while I'm present

Pull up in that spaceship, I ain't good with gaming

Opp block, I was too busy aiming

Ask about me on the wing bro

I shoulda been a label, all the man I gave distro

I put crack on streets, dope boy salary

My nanny wanted more, I know she mad at me

Mask on like Halloween, six men in my magazine

Now they got me on the magazines