MANDEM NAH

Yo Yo Real OG (Real OG) Real OG I feel like BT Long time I ain't seen ma There's a rave in east and we're tryna make Ps While we got bare drugs in the car Okay lil cap, it ain't just that I'm finna get fucked out my nut Just don't tell the mandem nah Don't tell the mandem ahhh Ahh, ahh Just don't tell the mandem nah Nahh, nahh I beg you don't tell the mandem nah Ahh, ahh Just don't tell the mandem nah Just don't tell the mandem nah I beg you don't tell the mandem ahh Tryna deal with all these problems Call me the drunken master Only thing that goes down faster than the bottle is my bottle When I face the issues I can't muster No energy Pass me the remedy Maybe I'm not good enough for my ability It's innate I mean look at me Actually don't I'm kinda shy, glass ego Still I'm taking shots like I'm Isagi Piecing the puzzle together to get a picture of my brain Sail the seven seas just to see who's in the same boat Fuck, if they're all like me then we'll never stay afloat Bottom of the ocean, Li, Gats and Hollo Rotten to the core and still treading shallow Thoughts in my head got me feeling paro Imma just wing it stay gunning Bukayo Real OG I feel like BT Long time I ain't seen ma There's a rave in east and we're tryna make Ps While we got bare drugs in the car Okay lil cap, it ain't just that I'm finna get fucked out my nut Just don't tell the mandem nah Don't tell the mandem ahhh Ahh, ahh Just don't tell the mandem nah Nahh, nahh I beg you don't tell the mandem nah Ahh, ahh Just don't tell the mandem nah Just don't tell the mandem nah I beg you don't tell the mandem ahh I beg ya don't tell the mandem nuttin' I mastered the art of bluffing as a young raggamuffin A dirty lil yute always sly, always cunning Got my mind in the gutter while I'm grinding a rusty knife To keep it primed for a cutting None of my Gs know who I really am inside And I couldn't explain it even if I fucking tried I got plays on my mind Every day is a grind I might frame it as kindness But if I do you a favour I'll make it align with the things I require Always need more always grow and acquire But don't tell them the vision 'til it transpires Coz you never know who listens through the damn wire Dumb yutes preach their mission on the streets like the Messiah Scream their deets like the town crier But I work in the shadows like a vampire Ahh, ahh Just don't tell the mandem nah Nahh, nahh I beg you don't tell the mandem nah Ahh, ahh Just don't tell the mandem nah Just don't tell the mandem nah I beg you don't tell the mandem ahh