Troublesome

By Swoop Ghazi

Released on November 1, 2019

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Cuz everybody's on the roads tryna' trap (ah)

Couple bags got them thinkin' that they trap stars

Sit your bitch-ass down, like a lap dance

Fuck your wack bars why the fuck you gettin' mad darg

Come and try me I'll show you what the scheme is

We put the bally's up I'll show you who the team is

I starve with the same man I eat with, believe that it's them when you see this grab the heat quick and show them fire like the phoenix

Experienced soldiers I be with, never back down so wе been in some deep shit

G-string your pussio, you know you get a beating

Rollеd up and [?] 8-man deep ting

Man got stamped on we were stampeding

Circle of shottas you could call it a key-ring

0121 believe this the man are gettin' p's in

Shottin' in the day but they lock it off by evening

Ain't come around to be nervous, my confidence is higher than the ceiling

Don't get blunt man I smoke it, you feel when I'm creepin'

Exterminate my demons

Cock it back and let it out like semen

And if the outcome is income, we're comin' through and gettin' things done

Trained to defend like a warrior off wing-chun

You ain't breakin' barriers in my kingdom

Skin-headed Paki this is England

Sikh like an Indian

Show you little batty boys 'bout my type of swingin'

Cuz' everybody's on the strip tryna' make dough

I fucking hate to show my face up on these bait roads

Man said they're levelling, never ever came close

Wanna be a millionaire, sign up for the game show

Going on heavy like I weigh loads

I take those

[?] up your mouth it better stay closed

Always on the block that's us, straight ballin' out the [?]

Gat's bussed feds think we're in school hands up

Why you think we're gettin' mentioned more than any gang does

Let me get it back bruv, got my head down thinking if my darg start gettin' banged up

But nobody had the buzz more than ours

We was in an' out of clubs more than cars

I ain't talkin' bout the music, I'm talking bout the past

Everybody had a buzz, nobody made it last

But we been about the guap from the start

Been in an' out of jobs, gotta graft

With my dargs runnin' up in yards for the plants

I ain't tryna splash money, fam I'm calm

They be thinking bout the Gucci I be thinking bout the BM and the yard

Thick brothers tryna do me but they can't you'll have to cut me in half

Tryna go against me know it truly ain't smart

Like we sittin' in the whip but the dooby ain't sparked

We're all linked it don't matter who you get involved

I put it on him made him shake like Freddie Roach

You ain't a bad boy just cuz you're gettin' old

Enemies I'm deading those, memories I let 'em go

Trapped in the trap I ain't sellin' O's

Movin' like Sterling, settin' goals, Tryna get that money in and take it home

The smile on my mum's face is more than the petty roads

Read it slow, growin up I'm gettin old

They're sayin that I changed, I tell 'em fuck you I'm still the fucking same yout, remember we was rolling [?] for the rave

Man tried the ting I had to spark him in the face, sittin laughing at them days

Size doesn't matter, let me tell you you'll get battered if you ain't got heart in the battle

You got man but they're cattle, I got lions and they'll rattle any jaw

An' he's talkin' like he's sick till' I smack him with the cure

But now we're calm and I'm tryna make him see straight

Cuz you can try and start fresh for the clean slate

I won't be takin off my mask you won't see Kane

Deep pain, runnin through my chest like it's three blades

Heatwave, had to be alert when police came

So who's on it, nobody that's what we say

Ballin' on the block, see how we play attackin' your defence, and takin' out your team-mates

And these days it don't mean shit to me, shit to me

I learnt more from my losses than I did from my victories

I make the most of every day I live to see

Never been quick to speak, look what the roads done did to me