[Intro: Janis Ian]

The days are okay

The days are okay

I watch the TV in the afternoon

If I get lonely

The sound of other voices, other rooms

(JxmieMusic)

Are near to me

I'm not afraid

(Recoil mixed this, baby—)

[Verse]

You can't fulfill your elevation with procrastination

All I talk is deen, money, murder, with my delegation

Who we eliminatin'? Cah the beef is way past escalation

Triple S a dangerous equation, we subtractin' paigons

Violent altercation had me sittin' down in segregation

Countin' on imagination, is this world a simulation?

Niggas say "Charge it to the game" but I hate that saying

Cah the judge ain't playin' and I'm payin' with incarceration

Writin' keeps me stimulated, fightin' for my liberation

Knew the feds were watchin', I was smokin, fightin' trepidation

I can't sell my soul or be a rat if that's the stipulation

Got some little niggas, they enforcers layin' legislation

Little nigga, hit you in your chest, stop your respiration

Had them screamin' out in desperation, decoratin', paint the town red

Many bled to deal with my frustration

Coronation, metal to your head, the Queens hate the Aigons

Throwin' up them A's like a 8, alphabets regurgitatin'

Caught a nigga cyclin', that pussy bled like menstruation

Learnt to drill myself, the olders didn't show a demonstration

I became the older when I showed them man 'bout devastation

Broski like a locust, he gon' eat up all your vegetation

Propaganda circulatin', tryna scar my reputation

Money over bitches, that's the first verse of Niggalations

Prison taught me patience but if you owe me, boy, don't have me waitin'

Bro personify a stick and make your blick talk

We'll be walkin' in his blood if he crip walk

Hop out for a quick walk

Three in his chest, it's like he got it from a pitchfork

Hit him in his head, it's like a nigga spillin' his thoughts

Sick thoughts, heard them niggas got him, started laughin' over his corpse

Done did a drill, an hour later made a bitch gawk

Make a mess, she make a mess while broski get the whip torched

Put me to the test a thousand times, I'll never testify

100K, no blue tick cah in the streets, I'm verified

Had them niggas terrified, the story will be televised

Hit him with the hybrid, had him twitchin' like a nigga got electrified

Savages gon' get inside, the scared niggas step aside

I ain't tryna say you gotta ride, get your money right

I'm just tryna say, I don't like when these niggas lie

Keep it real, I see civils rappin' 'bout a steppers life

First time I made a rack, I had a sense of pride

First time I stabbed a nigga, I kept my knife

First time I see a skeng, I was mesmerised

First time in jail, didn't rehabilitise

First time I see a hunna, just got extradited

First time was better than the second time

First time I had a child, I learnt there's more to life

I'm comin' home cah I weren't legally identified (Gang)

[Outro: Suspect]

Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang

Ay listen, you know the fuckin' vibes

Free the boys, free them boys cah we them boys

You know what I'm sayin'

AGB, Anything Goes, Active Gxng

Haha, SY, my fuckin' nigga, man, ay