[Verse 1]

Yes, I walked into the biggest crop

Cut the light, switch 'em off

Clear it out, bring the mop

Cut it like I did a opp

I don't forgive, I don't forget

I ain't takin' no one's disrespect

I'm Drake when he ain't seen his son

I'm tired 'cause I ain't seen Mahbed

I want my P's, I want it now

I'm quiet, but got a lot of loud

Big guns, I got a lot around

'Cause there's a lot of opps about

My bro was movin' shady, so I dropped him out

He weren't worth a fuckin' bullet, so I knocked him out

[Chorus]

All the trappers, listen up when M's talking

Ring my line, you'll get sorted

You're family, you get family price

If not, you're getting extorted

I ain't listenin' to their bullshit

I can make 120 pounds

Disappear quicker than buying a pair of Air Forces

Morrisson

[Verse 2]

I'm back again, in my old school bag again

I think of shit, then manifest

I'm still alive, so man it's best

I thank you God, and thanks again

Rappers should be cancelled wi' all that weird shit you be doin'

Who let you rap again?

Let's kick 'em out and cancel them

Let's confiscate their pad and pen

Let's lick 'em with the microphone

And wrap the lead around their neck

Let's cancel them

Their bredrins and their label and their management

Let's cancel their producer

For givin' 'em beats and letting 'em rap on them

(Life, life's) Life's real, I couldn't make this up

You knock me down, get straight back up

Don't talk to me, I'm busy babe

I'm focused tryna weigh this bud

I'm from where the Krays grew up (East)

Where if you manage to move to Essex

And buy a caravan near the seaside

Then you made it bruv

[Chorus]

So listen up when M's talking

Ring my line, you'll get sorted

You're family, you get family price

If not, you're getting extorted

Listen up when M's talking

Ring my line, you'll get sorted

You're family, you get family price

If not, you're getting extorted

Listen up when M's talking

Ring my line, you'll get sorted

You're family, you get family price

If not, you're getting extorted

I ain't listenin' to their bullshit

I can make 120 pounds

Disappear quicker than buying a pair of Air Forces

[Verse 3]

They really don't ask me where I'm from

That's 'cause they already know

They know my name, they know my family

'Cause we're legends on the roads

I'm the one that taught them how to grow their weed

And set up grows

I was that white boy, with my black mates

With my gun out, lettin' it blow

When I was stranded in the hood

With man, they loved me and respect me

When I made it out the manor

Most that love turned into envy

I got houses, I got motors

I got jewellery, I got readies

Yeah I've got it all

But come from fucking nothin' like a wet dream

Yo, a couple man are real out 'ere

But most these man are fakers

And that loyalty shit don't live 'round 'ere

'Cause most their man dem traitors

I watched my man buy a Rolly

Then get robbed by all his day ones

That's a thirty fuckin' grand L

Bet he wishes he bought a fake one

Lookin' back I was hella broke

Hungry tryna get some dough

In Shoguns with my crowbars

'Bout to lick it like an envelope

This gangster shit's a dead end road

So listen kids don't get involved

Unless you're willing to die for this

Or sell your soul, so let it go

[Chorus]

And listen up when M's talking

Ring my line, you'll get sorted

You're family, you get family price

If not, you're getting extorted

Listen up when M's talking

Ring my line, you'll get sorted

You're family, you get family price

If not, you're getting extorted

Listen up when M's talking

Ring my line, you'll get sorted

You're family, you get family price

If not, you're getting extorted

I ain't listenin' to their bullshit

I can make 120 pounds

Disappear quicker than buying a pair of Air Forces

(Morrisson)