Blackbox Freestyle

[Intro]

Sho

No problem, no problem

Ounto Nation in the building and that

Shout out my ones, sho

One exclusive for them, trust me

Yo, man, listen up

Trust me

[Abra Cadabra - "Robbery" Instrumental]

Man don’t talk, man rob

Run up in the trap like boss weh di money deh food affi nyam

Yuh, tek weh yuh arm pon deh 'chete before it get chop

Bumbaclart, ya a eediat, ya a eediat, don't bother try run, yuh

Look, man don’t talk, man rob

Run up in the trap like boss weh di money deh food affi nyam

Yuh, tek weh yuh arm pon deh 'chete before it get chop

Bumbaclart, ya a eediat, ya a eediat, don't bother try run, yuh

Look, sho, PK Humble phoned man and said he got a movie

I said, "bro, I don't want no zenos I ain't no juvie"

He said, "3 nine bars of the Buju Banton, let's do this"

Me done talk, meet me at the spot down suh, I'ma be there soonish

Wow, look that L skin long like JV

Man, I smoke till my eyes go red

Man, I smoke till my brain get wavey

Look, that yute been through where?

Allow that I beg a man rate me

Look, I can't be the youngest in charge and be out here beefing these babies

Look, .44, Glock 9 where?

Man, just cool with your gas gun

You know man's ready for the breakkie

So please don't gwaan like a madman

Look, meanwhile phone up Fizzy, "yo big bro, I got a santan"

Look, holla at shower man Rich got a hally on the side

He can bang that

Cah man pick up, pick up that grub and I move that weight

Man stick up, stick up that plug, put the broom to his face

Every ting fuck up, fuck up

Dont play, man will shoot man's brain

The road get bun up, bun up when Fiddy and Fizz in the way

Cah man go mad, man go mad in the trap

Man do road on my bros, man don't lie

Man do road in my rams

Had a man doin' 10 toes

Man stop rap, man stop rap with the gang

Now I got a room full of hoes, now I'm goin' mad

Now I'm goin' mad in the trap

Fiddy gotta move these O's, wow

Look, check the score, check the textbook

While you was in the crib with Westwood

I was on the roads with the bros with the big ting

Kickin' down doors for the best budge

Look, man are screaming K-this, K-dat, K-dat

All now something ain't dead

Look, how can you say that I'm new to this shit when the last yute I bucked, he bled?

Look, this is Tottenham, fam

'Round here we don't fight with no wotless gyal

When I bop through the dance, don't watch man, fam

Tottenham 17, yea, you know my gang

Sho, yea, huh

Look, gotta get it right now

Tryna lose these pounds

Then gain that again, my connect from south

Young change for an ounce

That green pack loud, I've been up from morning

Look, no time for yawning

Cah the lizzy be calling, trap ting boring

But it's OK cause the money keeps falling

Dodge these drakes

Through the cold and the rain, grind hard

That's the rules of the game, I don't care about fame

I'm not your bae, you just give ucky, I still don't rate

Get the fuck out of my face

This road ting rage

Youts get slain, knifework cray

My G's don't play

Man's felt bare pain, don't tell me 'bout age

I've seen grown man get paged

My bro, you relate that?

Beenie told me, we stay

I swear down on Vince all day

Look, and that's trouble if I come through

Take that lappy if I want to

On me, on who?

Watch your words, mind (sssh, sssh)

Don't bun you

[2Pac - "Letter 2 My Unborn" Instrumental]

Ay, check it

Look, oi, look

Fuck the five-o, Tottenham we live-o

Still beatin' shots on the bloodclart high road

Fuckin' with the f, man the f so sweet

My nigga Fais swipin' whips with his eyes closed

My niggas grind, no sleep on the curb

My life's reckless

My niggas' phone so old school like Tetris

Try and tek what's mine, you risk losin' your life

We don't snitch 'round here, bro, that's a next ting

Funny man on the roads wann' act up

Man, I'll be climbin' in your yard like I'm Santa

Big rambizzy down your throat ain't banter

You don't want no smoke, cah man's cancer

Killing the riddim

I'm really loved by these women

And I be kickin' and winnin', don't really care 'bout women

But they just love what I'm ringin'

And they just love how I'm singin'

I'm really trynna stop sinning, but the party's beginnin'

Me and Kush doin' road, it's a mazah

Kicked man down while I'm screamin', "Gaza"

Man, I'll fuck up a pussy then cut like my farda

Knock man's ting from Tottenham to Ghana

Look, real shower man gotta eat right

Tek man's food, tell him, "suck your mum" three times

For the money I'll be climbin' in your beehive

For the money I'll be climbin' in your beehive

Look, a word of advice you best mind who you're dissing

Cuh it can long with the Smith &

Mummy's got a knife, all back up in the kitchen

Cuh sssh got a big .45 that'll lift him

The roads are getting gritty and it's painful

Cuh I been out here, chillin', watching rain fall

Mummy said not everyone that smiles is your friend

So I'm [?]

You would be surprised at who would snake you

There's weight on my chest and I can feel it

Cah anytime I wann' speak my mind, I stop breathin'

These judgemental pricks really think that I'm a eediat

Abz no problem, I really be a demon

My bredrins like, "Abz, just leave them people"

If I start moving wicked they gon' say that I'm evil

Make them start bustin' stunts like Evel Knievel

Bodyslam a prick like William Regal

They say that I'm bad mind, I say that they bad mind

It's he say, she say, and it's wastin' my damn time

I can be in the booth or be buildin' my dank line

Instead I'm sittin' here plannin' to hit 'em up and bang 5 cah

I live this life, don't wanna this life

But it's really these guys distributin' bare lies

Talkin' 'bout when he see me he gon' bun man

I turn a man's light skin dark like sun tan

Look, you think I do this road ting for fun, fam?

I've seen gypsy youts in the ends turn gun man

So diss me and I turn up at the crib

Oh Lord, if the po-po don't cuff man

I'm really in the field, I mean, I'm really in the streets

Chiraq? Nah dawg, I'm from the gritty streets of T

Round here, we ain't got no deets

No shopping city, just a shitty McD's

Where the mandem base off for a one munch

Come run and act up

You can hold a one thump

She ask me where I'm from

Yo B, I'm from a [?]

Tottenham, Riot Town, North side of London

So man a order the ting in my palms it's done

If i ask catch him with a ting in my palms, you best run

Ain't hard for a yute with funds to get spun

Ain't hard for me to nap him and demand a fat sum

Man a [?] spark up a doobie

Before you haffi road I been spark up a rookie

Look, then again I want bags this year

So I beg you please don't pass me the dully

I ain't freein' up your willy to a minor

You really not heard that your gyal topped mine, dawg?

They call me Burna Boy, man they call me Burna Boy

If I caught that burner, boi, don't set off my timebomb

Look, take time when you're winin'

And I'ma take you [?] movie dinin'

Me and Fais got your friend's girl hyping

And when she steps out we got here looking righteous

Hot browning with a big back

Make her shake that like a box of Tic Tacs

Someone wheel that, no problem, chit-chat

Got her feelin' like she wanna ride on his Ridgeback

Sho, look, but I'ma grip that

Oi, tell her, "come 'round to my dick at"

She've been ridin' dirty in my rental, let her whip that

Look, no flex zone, I'ma kick back

Look, one eight, one harder

Praise the Lord, you only have one farda, mazah

I'ma give a hater's gyal the saga

She ain't never had a low battery cause I charge her

If had her goin' in then I'ma go harder

Grindin' with my cartels in the Gaza

Soon catch us chillin' off on the plaza

Bright lights and the doors sayin', "mazah"

I'ma come with a bang, can you hear me?

No, man isn't beast they should fear me

If you got beef with succes don't come near me

Cause I'ma be rich off a plan, movin' carefree, cah

I remember watchin' CBeebies

No since I didn't know about KMT

The only crime I commited was KDG

And now I'm sittin' in the trap, God save me please, sho

Damn, I'm gettin' older

There was a point when I saw my life fold up

Many times I should have linked, my daddy never showed up

He used to busy my calls when I phoned up

So you can never say I wasn't made for this

My bredrins had whips, I had to pay for lifts

And in the past I didn't have no present

My bro, I had to pay for gifts

Look, Christmas soon come, no funds for that

That's if I see my Christmas and I ain't stuck in the can

Cah, I said to myself, "I ain't goin' jail"

I nearly never stuck with the plan

Look, I swear it really hurts me

Why I gotta grind hard to move dirty?

Why I gotta worry about my bruddas bein' certi?

Why can't I live easy with the girlies?

Mumsy tellin' me, "Stop comin' home late"

Huh, how I gotta put food on my plate?

Through the cold and the rain

Sho, look, grind hard, that's the rules of the game, oi

Shawty wanna fuck with a nigga like me

Wanna fuck with a nigga like me

But my shawty knows if you fuck with a nigga like me

I could put you on ITV

Shawty lookin' blessed in that Maxi dress

Trust me, I done never fiend for sex but I had to show her

That I'm the best of the rest, I'm the rest of the best

Cah that batty lookin' vexed

I sip cups of that Rosé

I'm chillin', watchin' Soul Plane

Gettin' groovy for the whole day, that's me

But this girl ain't tax free

Look, expensive taste, expensive ways

African queen with expensive days

The finish line's mad, she's a Ghana gyal

That's an expensive race

I said, "[?] me" Naija gyal wann' do me

She said she wann' get groovy

Mummy, said what [?]

She [?] me

Look, cause she heard I'm the in ting

She wann' get to pinging

She tells me I'm sweet like chin chin

She gets para when my phone starts ringin'

Cause she thinks that is my gym ting

So she starts with her lips and movin' like fed with the frisking

I'm lovin' on her [?] skin

She put me on a man with squares [?] in but

I might just drink him

Afua said I’m kitin-kitin

Till I give her that ti-ti-ti-ting

She gets mad when my phone starts to ri-ri-ri-ring

She wants me to buy her a ri-ri-ri-ring, oh no

Look, check it

But I'm so seductive

You can put me in the booth, I'm so productive

You can put me in the broom with a gyal

And I take that bitch to Disney and back

I'll poke her hand and sho