[Verse]
Look I'm steppin’ through hell, and I ain't been jail
Couple cases pendin' can you ever dodge a L?
Can’t ever fail myself I told my mummy that as well
Boy dem on my tail, and shit is gettin' risky
90 in a 50 let me strap up my belt and let me strap up this zoot
Put my guys in them cells, and I'm stuck behind these scales grind for a better health
If I wrap up this food, that's free grub off the shelf
And the dry flies itself
Hammers filled with nails
If them drillers dem slide, that's your block left with shells
Gotta mind what I say, cos guys sing like Pharrell
From young I wasn't missin' sales, no joke like Chapelle
They wanna hear more from Jimmy, at times it's sticky
If you’re from the streets then you’ll get me
Can't leave my yard empty handed, so I got it with me
Most my bruddas grinders, like my nigga -
Look, riot vans everywhere, why can’t they leave I?
Been trapped off on Levi's it's crazy up in these sides
I see food like a seaside stay charged up like V9
Best stick to the retail you ain't come up from a hard life
Now I’m parked up on this side road, cah this plug is never on time
I could get it on tops
With this bread in the glovebox I run it up and I ain't got no cunch line
Feds control the cams, just like the Watch Dogs
Probably the drug squad, me I've had some tough luck
Life ain't sweet like puff puff, gotta stay on job for my block where there's no love
I'm stuck with this grub, built this phone from the mud
On my block from the jump, they told me stick to the rap
Even if I don't, it's controlled by the tugs
If the crop squad hear you got crops they runnin' up
I can get conned cos I got credit
And if you're not my guy, I might just tek it
Do the race like athletics wrap it up like it's a present
Then it's out on the market, probably gone by eleven
Can't sit on narcotics could get hit with the sentence
The strip's horrendous, grab a pack and it's stretchin'
Get a pack and it's gone
Make a quick beverage, don't get my boy mad, that brudda short tempered
I was young and I was senseless spendin' jack d's in seconds
I weren't savin' it I'd rather just play with it
And if I'm in the dance, know I got my shaver in
Young boy might shaver him, or let it rain on him
Coke and some Henny bad one tryna tempt me
Left broski with the celly ring me before you empty
He stays active on his pushy
All the guys are active like they should be
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