[Intro]

5ive Beatz

Shit

[Verse]

Doin' laps, up north in the Moorlands

Five hours on a sweaty, that's exhaustion

All cah I'll touch a man's organ

I'll put it in her pussy like homemade abortion

Alhamdulilah, my akh fresh from Iraq

Said he got the dirty for the low, no extortion

Keys like Ice City, keys like Morgan

I used to send out a hundred texts every morning

I spilled ketchup before I ever started saucing

My Auntie said "don't you find this lifestyle boring?"

But ain't nuttin boring about slapping and boring

Rapping and trapping, now I'm touring

But I'm banged up, I ain't performing

I don't know why I find this life so alluring

My Grandad was a alky, nuttin couldn't cure him

Probably why I just piss Henny, not urine

If you don't ride for the love, don't force him

Tracky cause I'm trappy, not Valorin, Christian Dior-ing

I just gave my Nan ten racks from the wing

Five bills on my kicks like money ain't a thing

White boy, skinhead, no fade, no trim

I'd like to give thanks to this razor and cling

And this Pyrex bowl and the work I put in

Probably kicked off your door, started searching for things

Strip search with the squat, that's personal things

So degrading, I call it growth, you say I'm changing

But having no money never changed him

Becah man makes the money, it don't make him

So never be mistaken, when I took the food and never paid him

I had mouths to feed and I had rent that needed paying

Man tried kill me, I've seen shots ricocheting

I don't fear death, I miss my dargs, I'm just saying

How comes when I hit the can I start praying?

Astagfirullah, I just need a wife and a lay-in

Cah I'm still road running, young scooter on

And these bricks keep coming, life goes on

And these rappers still fronting, he raps it, I done it

Fuck a runner, I run it up

They never gave a shit when I was coming up

Now she give me hard head, she's a stubborn fuck

How you fat and your ribs and your stomach touch?

Starving, why'd you think I stuck him up?

I said that's starving, why'd you think I stuck him up?

Fuck a runner, I run it up

They never gave a shit when I was coming up

Now she give me hard head, she's a stubborn fuck

How you fat and your ribs and your stomach touch?

Look I was tired of being white trash, broke and always poor

Gangster to my core and I've done seen it all before

Treat a junkie like a bestie, that's called building a rapport

I'm riding through the city, middle finger to the law

Smoking California draw till my eyes look Singapore

Bitches used to - now I give them dick galore

And how they taking whores places that they can't afford?

I don't take her nowhere, I just dick her when I'm bored

Put the money in the bag, that's what I call a bag secured

They'd leave your brains on the floor for that half box of raw

Smoking flavours in my cell, and I never sprayed Allure

Feeling like the cure, I know I could be a better man

And that boy should've dropped but the Beretta jammed

Never mind, bricks on bricks like it's Legoland

Middle of the winter, you could get a tan

He had too much heart and he dead cah he never ran

Gripping on this hammer with my sweaty hands

Like God save my soul, I had to get my own

I've been snaked by my friends and had to let that go

Cah that's what got me the bird, I know

Go guilty for the third, I know

Put your heart in every verse, I know

Put my heart in every verse, they know

That's what got me - I know