Black Ones

[Intro: Che Lingo] Black ones on my feet Tryna stack my coins in peace Hide my face, profile low Change my number every week I got bounties on my head I got family I don't see Suffocating in my ends I just need some [Verse 1: Che Lingo] The mind is a battlefield Niggas warring with themselves Imagine how many man it killed I store it in my cellular Brain powers writing stories in my cell about Man that aren't mobile on the manor still Send letters for the capital To buy an extra can for Mills All cause they got caught by the blue With a coloured pack of pills Injecting false money, tryna numb how that famine feels We already picked that cotton I don't wanna see my fam in fields [Bridge 1: Che Lingo] My brudda said he'd do it for a chain but he's running from the shackles I pray I never see your face on that mantle [Chorus: Che Lingo] Black ones on my feet Tryna stack my coins in peace Hide my face, profile low Change my number every week I got bounties on my head I got family I don't see Suffocating in my ends I just need some time to breathe Yeah [Post-Chorus: Che Lingo] I just need some time to breathe I just need some time to breathe, yeah I just need some time to breathe I just need some time to breathe, yeah [Verse 2: Ghetts] Pressure on the bread winner How can the chef forget dinner? (It get's realer) You ain't a father if you let your kid starve I'd rather get a 9-5 than be away from my kids Is that £9 a week in jail worth taking the risk? Well if the licks are half a milli, we be saying it is Cause we don't plan on getting caught so we think the plans exceptional Now I'm in the can and my girlfriend won't accept the call [Bridge 1: Che Lingo] My brudda said he'd do it for a chain but he's running from the shackles I pray I never see your face on that mantle, no [Verse 3: Ghetts] Black gloves on my hands Ballie on my face Workouts on my feet Quiet in the car The tires, them a screech I've been thinking about that money and it's finally in my reach I've been thinking bout that money and it's finally in my reach Mike Skinner you can find me in the streets There's no shepherd near the bush when I'm hiding from police There's no weapon when they look We don't slide it under seats They won't let me off the hook, if I'm bait, we gon' see [Chorus: Che Lingo] Black ones on my feet Tryna stack my coins in peace Hide my face, profile low Change my number every week I got bounties on my head I got family I don't see Suffocating in my ends I just need some time to breathe [Bridge 2: Che Lingo] Whole mouth full of caps Bruddas rally when I speak Police, they got my friends Yo them people are my g's Opposition on my name Now my mum don't get no sleep And repeat, and repeat, and repeat, and repeat [Chorus: Che Lingo] Black ones on my feet Tryna stack my coins in peace Hide my face, profile low Change my number every week I got bounties on my head I got family I don't see Suffocating in my ends I just need some time to breathe [Verse 4: Che Lingo] If I'm honest with you I've been having dreams They've been flirting with me heavy, tryna get me in my sleep I been dodging so much corn, I'm losing weight my mum can see Burning weed and getting caught up in my thoughts and tryna cheat Now she pregnant with my youth and there's another mouth to feed Man I don't know what to do just like my pagans back on street I'm dying to put this mash down and go and mash this p If I die, that's not a man down that's a style on sheets If I cry, and put my hands down and beg for life it's weak That's police, and they just told a young black one to freeze *Gunshot*