[Verse]

My hittas, they stay with these cannons

So try me, you know they ain't rapping

Slyly, you know I ain't bragging

When I say I'm bagging, I'm bagging, I'm bagging

All of them cells that I sat in, that was just part of the pattern

That was just part of the game, that's some shit you can't imagine

That's just part of my name, Payper just rolled up a plane

I think I'm Sully, Dushane, I'm overrunning this race

I'm over-setting this pace, life's got my head in this place

Them man just begging this place

I told Chuckz "you'll be home in a shit and a shave"

Fuck all that 'missing the roads'

G it comes like you're missing the point

I'm raw like a brick of the point

I think I'm money, let's get to the point

Got the game hating on me

Got the game waiting on me like a cat with a handful of coins

I do not fuck with your music, that is just one bag of noise

That is just one bag of lies, that's shown all over your eyes

I do not fuck with your music, that is just one bag of noise

That is just one bag of lies, that's shown all over your eyes

See you saw us back day on a bus back day on a Titch ting

Had my burner in the rucksack day

Tryna touch man's face with the big ting

Kemz had me gassed them days, look at what the system raised

Blinded by whips and chains, same book different page

How does it feel? How does it feel to be real?

Really I'm sick, how does it feel to be ill?

Well I can't tell, I've been like this since Kenan & Kel

Out on the roads, had to see for myself

Now it's a light and a dream I can sell

Be a G and be trill, it's like I'm freezing in Hell

I send some P's in the mail, don't be a sheep, be yourself

Go hard, don't sleep on yourself, I need a house on the hill

I give the keys to my mum, I keep it real, you can tell