[Verse 1: Mowgs]

I always tell the truth, You know I dont need to lie (Yeah)

Cause nowadays I need money need a peace of mind

My girl tell me Mo you need to leave the streets behind

But I got beef with some niggas that need to die (Yeah)

Call me MJ with all these cases im beating

My lines worth more than what these label are screaming

Wheelin' and Dealin', I give that shit a meaning

Loyal to the soil around here they ain't no treason

This tings from the 80s mans callin' it an ornament

Bro still takes it on the glide, I was torching skin (Pow-Pow-Pow)

I just smile at them niggas no talkin' ting (Yeah)

Me and S licked a move and went and copped a scorpion (No)

Br-Br-Br thats the sound from us (Brrr)

If man run up in your crib give them mouses up (Yeah)

Early mornin' doing re's gotta count it up

And I'm the one who gives the bag I dont sland it off

Rest in peace Crill that shit dont feel real

And free my nigga pole cause he was really in the field (Yeah)

And shout my nigga O cuh he was really on them drills

Right now [?] slip up your getting killed

I can't show them how much packs that I run through

Cause half these niggas bums lookin' like they bun food (Ha-ha)

I pass the ball to my nigga, let him run through (Yeah)

And im the nigga in the hood doing 1 2s (No)

See me driving in an foreign yeah I cut through (Sk-Skr)

She keep snapping up the dash, said its not cute

My girl stressing about them girls, babe they not you

I'm hearing rumours on my name and its not true

4 pockets full like a baby over here

Got your Woman Crush Wednesday moving crazy over here (No Cap)

Big hammers we ain't playing over here

Told that bitch she can't chill cause she staying over there

Ask P how much keys that a nigga moved a week (Wah)

I ain't cappin' in my raps man I do this in my sleep (Yeah)

I know the packs dog niggas tellin' me its cream

I gave it out and work cause that packs coming cheap

All the drillas and trappers show me love

Cuh I make sure they straight whenever its going off, Yo

I'm in the birches with all these jewels on

I spent all this trap money on some tools don

Yeah I could go crazy and drop a bag in dior

Or I could walk up in Loui go and shut down the store

I ain't in the industry but im really in the field

Never hit a singing chick but I won't pass Kamile

I dunno why all these rap niggas got this big ego

Cuh if you couldn't spit bars your mind a blunt 0

And I ain't fucking with a nigga sittin' on the fence (Yeah)

There's two sides to this ting pick one of them (Pick)

Remember sittin' in the T, I was the dirty kid

Now every time I'm looking down my sleeves 30 quid (30 bags)

Courtesy of these dirty trips (Yeah)

I swear I'm always under pressure by these dirty pigs

Madness life im in it, they rap it I just live it (Wah)

Truth be told I ain't heard a crackhead in a minute (Yeah)

Free the mandem outta prison

Stuck up in the system

Yeah we move the same ting, but I just move different (True)

[Outro: Mowgs]

Erds boy shit you know, man just move alittle different out here you know, nothing like you bum ass niggas