[Intro]
ProdWalkz
ProdWalkz
[Chorus: RV & Headie One]
I was fifteen in the T house
Weighin' up grams with me and my scales
Had to run down opps with cardio
Gotta take care of me and my health
I was locked down on basic
No cell mate, just me and myself
Now I eat dinner in Mayfair when I get hungry
Me and my girl
I was sixteen when I slept with the dots in a room
Just me and that 12
Had to fist man up in Portland
It's been a little while since I did it in Felts
I was locked down on basic, gone for my mash
It was me and my meal
Bad B come to the nizz, give brizz
I ain't gotta put D in this girl
[Verse 1: RV]
Still pushin' that hard food
Re-up just came in a rucksack
Now I got a nine on my back like Lukaku
These guys ain't in the field
But they talk a good game like Alan Pardew
I bet when I pass through
Pull up and wind these tints
Make everyone sprint like I'm holdin' down R2
Smoke on me, no Stardog
On sight beef, can't keep it parked off
Sleep with a wap right next to my bed
And I'll make that ring like alarm clocks
Girls wanna be apart of my future
Ever since I took my mask off
Bad B come to the Nizz for the D
Wanna link my G's on the Farm blocks
All the waps that I'm buyin' for the team
But I don't play for Munich
Got a spinner with six and a loaded 9
Nigga don't be stupid
Verified in the streets, I don't need no blue ticks
Every rap that I wrote is real
When I talk 'bout drill, that's me and my music
[Chorus: RV & Headie One]
I was fifteen in the T house
Weighin' up grams with me and my scales
Had to run down opps with cardio
Gotta take care of me and my health
I was locked down on basic
No cell mate, just me and myself
Now I eat dinner in Mayfair when I get hungry
Me and my girl
I was Sixteen when I slept with the dots in a room
Just me and that 12
Had to fist man up in Portland
It's been a little while since I did it in Felts
I was locked down on basic, gov threw my mash
It was me and my meal
Bad B come to the nizz, give brizz
I ain't gotta put D in this girl
[Verse 2: Headie One]
Run that tap, sprinkle that water
I was tryna make sure it was maximum prof' on a O
Man flingin' that daughter
Trap phone bling all night
Been tryna get Richard and Porter
Both conspiracy to supply
And AMs, got rid of this borer
Nuttin' ain't change, he's still no older
Gotta save space for the spinners on the tour bus
My young boys do quite well with this sawn off
That's metal proper spreading like Flora
I tell her just get this bread
And get to the sterling like De Bruyne
That's more bread to go spend on copper
Another new wap to test, hit the opp block
Let's play Shaolin Soccer
Them man talkers, that's why shh got bored up
And gang don't talk much, that's why shh got corned up
Ring, ring, trap
Tryna get the cash from the ceiling to the floor up
Them man think we got beef
'Til I'm over them side tryna lift mans thoughts up
[Chorus: RV & Headie One]
I was fifteen in the T house
Weighin' up grams with me and my scales
Had to run down opps with cardio
Gotta take care of me and my health
I was locked down on basic
No cell mate, just me and myself
Now I eat dinner in Mayfair when I get hungry
Me and my girl
I was sixteen when I slept with the dots in a room
Just me and that 12
Had to fist man up in Portland
It's been a little while since I did it in Felts
I was locked down on basic, gone for my mash
It was me and my meal
Bad B come to the nizz, give brizz
I ain't gotta put D in this girl
