Old Friends

[Intro]

Yeah it's Bugz

See this ones for my old friends

Who came up with me in the bits in my old ends

Yeah

It goes like this, look

[Verse 1]

This ones for my old friends, late night chattin' in my old Benz

Wilmslow Road in my 110's

I write the words in Strangeways like it's a cold pen

Crown court magistrates, I really know them

But do they know why I had to throw my old knife

On a cold night, I was a low-life

See that's the nature of a gang, we had to blur lines

Are we really that tight or is it all lies?

See to make it in these streets you have to force crimes

HMP for her majesty's poor guys

Bang your door, that's the war cry

Put that chicken with some bread and bang press ups to get more sized

The prison gates in my day dream

Prison ways from mistakes, we wear gloves just to stay clean

Our mothers cooked the rice up, we had to make P's

Keep it full English with the bacon cah' we're straight g's

I never say please unless I'm standin' at the canteen

And I want hash browns with my baked beans

We like AP but keep it Rolex

And no feds could ever come and take what we achieved

When you're the first one to represent your city, that's a dead weight

Someone had to set pace

I had to say grace when I seen JB back on the estate

Tommy Loz never got to leave those jail gates

The roads were colder then and you can ask Kate

Watchin' Family Guy with Meeshak before shit changed

Shout out all the real ones from my ways

And this is how the real ones say safe

[Chorus]

Cause' the sky is the limit, be inspired is the mindset

This ones for my old friends, the ones I left behind yeah

Raw road, raw road

Yeah I came up on the raw road

Raw road

I represented us properly

I ask my city do you love me

Do you love me?

Raw road, raw road

Yeah I came up on the raw road

Raw road

I represented us properly

I ask my city do you love me

Do you love me?

[Verse 2]

This ones for my old friends, in fact this ones for my old bits

The Waterloo estate back in 06'

You keep the full face with you when you serve nits

Roamin' the streets in the ghetto like I'm Elvis

We learned to steal in the city and that's straight facts

Halliwell Lane taught me to flip packs

Moston Collyhurst, I got a six-pack

I went to school in Prestwich, I was an outcast

Community service in Whalley Range

It was a dark day in Moss Side the day they shot Jessie James

A cold night in Cheetham Hill when they got white Tony

Rest in peace Deezy, I couldn't sleep easy

Knowin' we lost one of the rappers in my city

That I should've collaborated with, it would've been a banger

Instead I was in a black bandana

Some real deep memories when I drive through the manor

My adversary's in my nightmares

I see their face in detail as if they were standin' right there

Balaclava with them Nike Air's

Had me feelin' incognito, we didn't fight fair

I like to say prayers but keep it thugged out

Cause' where I come from if you don't fold, you get cut down

I'm from a place where ambition gets you shut down

They wonder why I rushed out to get a buss down

Just a couple reasons why I kept it steppin'

Rarely do the police find a murder weapon

Jail cells make the sky look iridescent

Starting at the bottom don't make you a peasant

[Chorus]

Cause' the sky is the limit, be inspired is the mindset

This ones for my old friends, the ones I left behind yeah

Raw road, raw road

Yeah I came up on the raw road

Raw road

I represented us properly

I ask my city do you love me

Do you love me?

Raw road, raw road

Yeah I came up on the raw road

Raw road

I represented us properly

I ask my city do you love me

Do you love me?