Released on August 29, 2019

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[VERSE 1]

Oi, look

I've had 'em all pissed from the start, but I know they ain't gonna do shit

Tell 'em pull up on the kid, we can get to the beef if they wanna try fucking with this

I've got too many bars, too many flows and boys know they can't compete

I done a show last month and I got paid, the next day it was back on the streets

Say they try wanna chat about pressure

But they ain't gonna do shit, that's no lie

I've been on a big boy ting since '05

Tryna get cash for my fam, that's no lie

You don't know about this life I live, trust me bruv I'ma stay 'til the end

You ain't never seen a skeng, that's facts

So why chat crap like you gripped one of them?

Believe me, they don't wanna beef me

They can all get got, put up on TV

I've been out here grindin', tryna do this on my own, now this shit ain't easy

But they still wanna @ me, and they still wanna hate on the kid

If it ain't 'bout money, then I ain't concerned

I been out here grindin', tryna get rich


[BRIDGE]

Still ten toes deep, still workin'

Still out here, duckin' them D's

Everyone wants to try rappin' about trap, but tell me what the fuck they're payin' for P's

'Cause they ain't put no work in brah, tell me what the fuck they done for the streets

I'm the youngest in charge, no SJ

When I have beef I make sure I back my G's


[HOOK]

But I still do me, still get love and I still get hate

They can't talk about beef, 'cause when it come down to that they all run off and leave their mates

No, they ain't soldiers

But they still wanna talk like they out on the frontline

I rep, MFB to the end, 64 to the death

And my boy reps bloodline

But I still do me, still get love and I still get hate

They can't talk about beef, 'cause when it come down to that they all run off and leave their mates

No, they ain't soldiers

But they still wanna talk like they out on the frontline

I rep, MFB to the end, 64 to the death

And my boy reps bloodline


[VERSE 2]

I'm a self-paid boss, self-paid don

Everyone knows what the fuck I'm on

All this talk about beef with who, real talk ain't tryna beef none of these gronks

You don't know about a life of crime so how you gonna talk about grippin' a shank

If I jump out this whip with one of my friends, I bet you a sack I'll make 'em hit legs

Name certified in these streets, they know they can't talk about verification

I do road and I shutdown shows so you can tell that fuck-boy he can keep on hatin'

'Cause they won't do shit, trust me brah they try do a thing

I don't rate their music, I show no love

So fuck what they say 'cause them cunts ain't shit


[BRIDGE]

I'm full grown brah, no I ain't no kid

Go check the stats, I been making this cash

I come from nothing and made shit work and trust me brah I ain't never goin' back

Trust me brah I ain't never goin' back


[HOOK]

But I still do me, still get love and I still get hate

They can't talk about beef, 'cause when it come down to that they all run off and leave their mates

No, they ain't soldiers

But they still wanna talk like they out on the frontline

I rep, MFB to the end, 64 to the death

And my boy reps bloodline

But I still do me, still get love and I still get hate

They can't talk about beef, 'cause when it come down to that they all run off and leave their mates

No, they ain't soldiers

But they still wanna talk like they out on the frontline

I rep, MFB to the end, 64 to the death

And my boy reps bloodline


[OUTRO]

I'm a self-paid boss, self-paid don

Everyone knows what the fuck I'm on

I'm a self-paid boss, self-paid don

Everyone knows what the fuck I'm on