Blue Plate

[Verse] Eating off a blue plate Thinking about Nobu, Novi, Haka Niggas had me feeling mashup That's another pending mazza Tell the label, I'm a real nigga Doing what I'm rapping, and if niggas say I'm not Boy, I promise you they're wassin' I ain't stressing 'bout no girl holding it down When I touch road, I'ma be rolling around I got so much beef, I can't be a vegetarian Explaining to the Catch 22, I ain't scared of them Explaining to probation, when I'm home, I'm patterned Got like five labels tryna get me on the wagon You're not down when it's crunch time, you're known to panic Don't call him crash, 'cause he crashes cars, he's known to crash it I got school friends that became, enemies Enemies tryna be friends with me Keep an eye on your bitch she's way too friendly Friends come and go Hoes do the same, so I cum, then I go I might PJ or VVS my wrist when I'm home I'm like Wee-Bey, I would never snitch on my bros Eating off a blue plate, eating out a blue bowl Thinking 'bout a new shape, and how I'm gonna do road And how I'm gonna run inside, Harrods for some new clothes People runnin' up, to me, telling me my tune's cold Told mummy I'm a rapper now, I ain't got two phones First day out, hope I don't nut within, two strokes I got drip for days, fuck it I got drippy ways I can give you drip but then you gotta go E&A, I mean A&E I can get you bored up, for the wrong comment Careful what you say to me Bought Dior's but wore them once, they might not get a second wearing I been hittin' stains since secondary Ever put your faith in a crackhead? Watch him whip it, scary My cellmate loves cooking so I whip it barely I'm on my ones but they put me on the threes G-wing, gov' saying no exercise for me They think I'll get into beef, but I'm waiting till I'm free Then I'll slide up on the three, with the fours, quick maths I score points Anytime I pop a door, big facts, I got a joint In my DM's, small tits, big back If I take without paying, I ain't doing give backs I'm like, Jadon Sancho on the wing, but I'm soon back I'm in a Volkswagen Polo with two straps Just me, myself, and I I heard niggas started snitching but I'm not surprised I might, cop a TT just to bust the lights And keep my eyes, peeled 'Cah there's jakes on the strip I rap street shit but now I'm, basically lidge I'm basically lit No I don't sell drugs, baby girl I buy food, then I make me a drink Its a smoothie, she loves running her mouth, in her runners She a cutie 9 out of 10 on a bad day, normal She wants all my unreleased songs on her phone, like say I ain't about to drop Rap Game, Awful, eatin' off a blue plate Dropped couple niggas out 'cah we we weren't on the same page, or even in the same book Fuck a new batch, I'm on a glizzy with the same crooks Them niggas rep the 16 wrong, that's why we don't get along I just wanna land road, coming home to pull strings without playing the banjo And I made, six figures clean without the bando Now the trap's, jealous of my lyrics, 'cause thats how I did it Two rambos in Nandos That's how I'm living, and I wish I was kidding But I'm not, I swear it feels like there's 48 hours in a day, in the jailhouse So I stopped, looking at the clock, but I'm Eatin' off a blue plate Thinking 'bout a top taste Used to be a class clown, never had no top grades You can get a shot face, just for tryna watch face Now you got a face shot, now you can't FaceTime Could've been in jail for a couple cheffings in the day time Eatin' off a blue plate Could've been an eight, nine You're always tryna rush shit Learn how to take time Stick before the Day-Date, just incase they wanna take mine Still got Kim and Ray J Re-up don't relax Tryna put your woman crush, Wednesday on her knee-caps I don't need feedback 10 for a 16 but, I used to run 'round town with a G pack Eatin' off a blue plate The jail ting's meady Fans on the landing, the rap scene need me I was banged up like, "Shit, they need to free me" More money than, any Stokey yute, so I'm cheeky [Outro] Ay, yo, believe what I'm saying I was in jail with niggas that got, tsk, more than eight, nine And telling me, "Gang, go rap, wok house ting tired" Do you understand? And this was like a year ago, you feel me? And it's crazy 'cah man weren't tryna rap Man weren't tryna be a rapper, you feel me? Took man time to peak Like yo, this ting can actually change your life, you feel me? So that being said, next year, 2022 man's rapping, rapping, rapping You understand? For real But, naturally, separately, free all the guys doing blue plate Hella names You know what time it is You know who's lying too much and we know who's trying hard You feel me? Gang, 2022