Released on June 4, 2026

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[Verse]

If I could put my life into words, you'd be thinking, "What the fuck?"

Half these rappers tell lies, they couldn't walk in my socks

Too many thoughts in my head had me walking a lot

I gotta step with my burner when I'm touring the block

If I was to tell you what we did, just know my door's coming off

These rappers ain't about it, they're just talking a lot

Two SK's and a GP in the car

That night, we were 'bout to go and turn someone off

Can't lie, the yute's lucky that it got called off

'Cause otherwise we woulda had the pussy pouring with blood

And we probably woulda got bagged and got birded up

So I gotta thank Allah for saving both of us

But listen up, I ain't glorifying the life that we live

Let me tell you one thing, this road life's full of shit

You gotta think twice when you got a wife and kids

And now anywhere I go, I gotta roll with my stick

I'm just tryna tell you 'bout the life that I live

My daughter's a queen and now I'm raising a king

I do the most to survive and be there for my kids

Just know my mum and dad never raised no prick

The olders had their time and I had mine too

I've robbed man, stabbed man and shot man too

But I ain't proud of what I done, and you ain't bad without your gun

You don't need to like this but I'm here to tell the truth

And every time I think back, I wish I changed my route

Every time I touch mic, I talk facts in the booth

There ain't anything I lied about, I just feel like riding out

But when I see my kids, I feel like hanging up my boots

But you know we can't undo suttin that's done already

And I need that bag now, you know I got that hunger belly

This year, I'm tryna buy a house and a skelly

Next year, I'm tryna be on a yacht or ferry

Cah the only way is up, you can't tell me 'bout grub

I move box after box, tryna make it out the slums

I've risked it all for my bros, you can't tell me 'bout trust

And if I done it, just know I fucking done it outta love

It feels like last week I was young, shotting bud

Now years have gone by, I'm in the bando, bagging up

Licking them on main roads, Steve want a buzz

Where were you when I was down and I needed some love?

I remember old days, trapping in my old clothes

Getting money all ways, bricks, I had to move loads

Get it in in four ways, licking them on new roads

The line's always running so I can put my kids in new clothes

If you ain't beefing for a cause, what you beefing for, darg?

Trap hard, stack bread, go buy your mum a new yard

We all eat together, I can't see my bros starve

And we can't ever squash beef, not even for a hundred large

I've always had big dreams, always gonna flip P

Thought I made it in life when I made my first fifty

I've never been a miskeen, never moved shifty

Anywhere I go, fans telling me they miss me