[Verse]

Hopped out the gate to a Bentley

Got me feeling like AJ at Wembley

I've got a house in the sticks, I'm living stress-free

God bless me, guide me, protect me

I'm in the booth so long I just forget sleep

I used to have ten cats by the Westbury

When I used to share a bedroom with Wesley

"Stay at home", remember Nanny used to beg me

But from young I've been involved heavily

I jump out on it, ask Lexie

Trapping ain't dead, the trap fed me

Trapping ain't dead, the trap fed me

Blonde bagger, no Montana, the song's sadder

Don Dada, my long hammer, my companion

I get active, I've been backed it, it's on camera

They just act when it's on camera

More ego than sense, Crown Court in suspense

In the hoopty, I ain't tense, I've been doing this

I grip the Tracy let her sky like a stewardess

You will never know what I've been through for this

See the streets it's suttin that I'm fluent with

Gifts and curses, cah man ah seen my dargs in hearses

I pray in masjids, my boy's Mum's cry in churches

And they wanna live this life on purpose

Go find some purpose

I've done so much bird, now I'm fly on purpose

They say "P, drop a freestyle for me"

I say "on the day they retrial Muni"

And cats on the block love to redial Frankie

I be in the bando, the neighbours can't stand me

Crack made me a hero, not Stan Lee

Rap money out, that's houses for my family

That's big MAC's for the block, bare candy

My dad's Algerian, grew up in a shanty

R.I.P. Kangy, I grew up with Dammy and Lanry

I still think that I'm money and I'm head to toe Burberry

I hit her from the back and make her legs go all Bambi

I can sell beach at the sand I mean sand at the beach

Not a man you can speech, still hang with the Gs

Shit, still hang with the Gs

Training Day 3