Xmas Eve / OTF

[Part I: Xmas Eve] [Chorus] Done a lot of bad things for the P's, I was in desperate need Driver go get that re, me and my team work collectively I'm on the A40 tryna act lidge, when I hit the backroad, I'll pick up the speed The trap phone jump two, three, and I'm on two fours like Christmas Eve [Verse 1] I get up and grind, you get up, get high You wake and bake, I'm awake and working The mandem locked, I'm burning Put your hands on the Glock, keep turning Clean up the street, detergent Cee on repeat, I'm too determined Bando need refurbishing, I'm using bеdsheets as curtains Two days, I ain't brushed my teeth but I don't give a fuck 'cause I flushеd that re Is it just me or do they rap just like me? My lil' bronem see me with P, on G and now they wan' trap like me Try talk bad on YG, my G and I won't take that lightly [Chorus] Done a lot of bad things for the P's, I was in desperate need Driver go get that re, me and my team work collectively I'm on the A40 tryna act lidge, when I hit the backroad, I'll pick up the speed The trap phone jump two, three, and I'm on two fours like Christmas Eve [Verse 2] You're chattin' 'bout man like a bitch, I don't like that shit, that's the sign of a snitch I'm tired of this, soon retire my mumzy and then go reside in the sticks Can't even invite that bitch cah they wanna know where I live My people hating, fans love me and they don't even know the kid You're way too emotional, this is business so I'm emotionless I kept it real and I showed him love, never done in the plug like Sosa did Why they moving provocative on the 'net? In the flesh, they're the opposite Me and YB's on a similar ting, eating off minimal risk [Chorus] Done a lot of bad things for the P's, I was in desperate need Driver go get that re, me and my team work collectively I'm on the A40 tryna act lidge, when I hit the backroad, I'll pick up the speed The trap phone jump two, three, and I'm on two fours like Christmas Eve [Outro] Done a lot of bad things for the P's, I was in desperate need Driver go get that re, me and my team work collectively I'm on the A40 tryna act lidge, when I hit the backroad, I'll pick up the speed The trap phone jump two, three, and I'm on two fours like Christmas Eve [Part II: OTF] [Intro] Yo [Chorus] If it weren’t for the L’s we took The wins wouldn’t feel so righteous Family ties, my guy It’s only the family, no outsiders Remember the times my hood was at one It’s fucked, now we’re all divided Whatever the weather, we get up and grind We’re grinding, whatever the climate I’m young but I’m business minded Tr- Treat this shit like the trap and blow First whip was a Vauxhall Astra Next one I need Aventador Now that I’m up, they forget I’m human At times I still feel low I’ll sell everything that you can in the trap But I swear I won’t sell my soul [Verse 1] Twenty bag, my trainer collection What do you mean five-bags for a show Just had a meeting talk with a label Same day that I got [?] I’m trained to go Living my movie, playing my role I’m trained to go Keep the convo brief, I ain’t saying no more We- We step into bandos, and make ourselves at home I was young tryna do my ting everyday Same drip, you could tell I was broke It’s funny how they used to air I disappear, now they’re belling my phone My ex she didn’t believe in me Remember, I said I would blow [Chorus] If it weren’t for the L’s we took The wins wouldn’t feel so righteous Family ties, my guy It’s only the family, no outsiders Remember the times my hood was at one It’s fucked, now we’re all divided Whatever the weather, we get up and grind We’re grinding, whatever the climate I’m young but I’m business minded Treat this shit like the trap and blow First whip was a Vauxhall Astra Next one I need Aventador Now that I’m up, they forget I’m human At times I still feel low I’ll sell everything that you can in the trap But I swear I won’t sell my soul [Verse 2] Last of the real, I’ll do what it takes I’m feeling out numbered, there’s too much fakes I got paranoia, there’s too much jakes I’m not going through this again We felt too much pain to settle for fame I want the whole estate Shoebox money, the dough ain’t safe I pray for the day that I clean it They say they love me but they don’t mean it Speak to the bag, I need it immediately I keep on eating a secret ingredient, secrecy Back then it was hard for me These days I’m getting it easily Bad b travelling W12 She’s coming from E15 [Chorus] If it weren’t for the L’s we took The wins wouldn’t feel so righteous Family ties, my guy It’s only the family, no outsiders Remember the times my hood was at one It’s fucked, now we’re all divided Whatever the weather, we get up and grind We’re grinding, whatever the climate I’m young but I’m business minded Treat this shit like the trap and blow First whip was a Vauxhall Astra Next one I need Aventador Now that I’m up, they forget I’m human At times I still feel low I’ll sell everything that you can in the trap But I swear I won’t sell my soul