Breaking Bad - Intellectual

[Intro]

Sebz Beats, baby

[Verse 1]

**** got one but he turned his back, he's mad

That's A&E to the block

Big man, you ain't even made ten bags

You fag, don't check the five, get a job

He G'd it right up in the spot

Now I feel cheated, no Chyna and Rob

Free Six Z, Febreze in my box 'cah guess what, I made my Lyca pop

Check this, I hit the trap, got lost, I'm lost

Mum said, ''Better make it back'' (Where you goin'?)

I don't know nothin' 'bout retail workin', servin'

I put weight in the flats

Knee deep in with Razor and Sav

Free trap, that´s not one ace in the wrap

I used to shit all over my doorsteps

Sold raw ten to my nеighbour's dad (Hold that)

Junkies foul, never favourеd a man

I made it bang, the hater's back

Dust brown like I sprayed it tan

My Walter White it's Breaking Bad

Fuck that judge and the prosecution, they gave my brother life in a flash (Fuck, man)

He said, "Keep your eyes on the pack 'cah man got pure red eyes in the camp" (Pussies)

Mum ain't rich, but the life I live, I'm a stupid cunt, real rap, no cap (No cap)

Skid right past but they're rollin' back

Two tons, blast, revolver slap (Baow)

I was younger when I needed Dad

Brand new number just for weed and smack

Thirties up, I got dirty luck

And thirties up, I ain't beatin' that (Forget it)

[Chorus]

Fly them whole, I ain't servin' fix

But a 126, not two, that's six (Tag it up)

Took six free of a gunja farmer

Karma, I could've conned a brick (Pissed)

Put big red on my bloody step

Done a bloody step, got stuck in the nick

Shout MZ, I suffered with him

With a rack and pack and dozens of cling (Mtrap)

I'm into lines like colourin' in

Them man got chat and they got no waps

Tek this pack and run with the wind

It's somethin' to die, it´s nothin' to live

Stuck in the grind like bruckin' a bitch (Stuck in)

'015, on my loud in cling

I used to link Gav by the council bin

I nearly got nicked on the Northern train

With enormous weight, I was more than pissed (I'm blessed)

[Verse 2]

But fuck all of that, that's mad

Big bro said they textin' zait, but I couldn't give a fuck how you trap

Knee deep in, I'm stuck in this pack

I wish it weren't this, they love how I rap (It's love)

This big teeth go fill in the .450, that's lower Sydenham and back (4-5-0)

Wanna beamer but the price is peak so I cop this rotty for 550

And you ain't ever ride for yourself, so tell me, how you gonna ride for me?

I told bro you ain´t never want this ****

Covered in white, no lychee seed (Sorry bro)

The cats got bagged in Hayward's Heath, one IC5 and a IC3 (No cap)

True say, I'm in a 5-0 with Five-O

Live-o, we trap good, we all bless (We livin')

This big weight in the ride, no rhino

Try no, one off tap, that's a **** (Come find out)

Focus, indicate to the left

I rev the ride, I possess with intent

Do up the Wray, no way, no way

But I'll still juice him up for my friend

Then we done the action, Steven Spielberg

We hit he movie, live-o

I suck the weight, no lypo, why though? I couldn't raise a 5-0 (Fuck it)

What we done in the 5-0, **** double tap like a typo (Baow, baow)

Don't lose yourself for the crutch, little nigga, man lose it all for a high toe