The truth

The ride tryna' make it home

Big waps tryna' take off domes

Really tryna' do man proper

Only school boys will bring their phones

Got rid of my favourite trackie

Couldn't think twice it had to go

Or it woulda been serco trips

And waking up to early soc'

Now i'm gon' focus on bands

Cah a rider don't make me dough

But i fell in love with riders

So for now ima have to do both

If he f**ks with the opps

He gets smoke from his head to toe

In the field im striking

Shooting like Ronaldo the way i finesse these goals

[Verse]

Sit back love for the gang

Watching these opp boys lie on tracks

Last time that punk saw me he ran

So don't know why he's got all this chat

These punks wanna splash on shoes

Me im gonna splash on a brand new wap

Whats some loubs gonna do when i hop out the ride with the dots and double tap

Still out here taking risks

The things i've seen no you wouldn't believe

And the feds tryna get me birded

Sutin' got smoked and they're blaming me

Feds at my door again no uniform it was CID's

Wanna take me back to the wing

Thats hella 3 bang and ITV

Time is money and no i ain't wasting time no way im fine

And if i ever get grabbed

I won't cry cah i know it was worth the crime

I was moving young and dumb

Used to sleep with smoke in the crib

If feds woulda spun my drum

That woulda been CB gone for a bit

Now im gonna step correct

One phone call and that tings on deck

Them punks try shoot at my friend

So i got that skeng and shot one of them

This is the truth im saying

Civilians call this terror

But me i just call this playing

You dont wanna sleep with the fishes

Get round there and show them drillings

But now i gotta move on point

I ain't tryna join my friends in prison

I know that might sound f**ked

But i only wanna see them in visits

My n***a says its all love

Give me the green light and ill drill it

But now i can't trust a soul

All i trust is this rusty pole

All the eyes you got on froze

Ain't gonna change that your boy turned ghost

All these bells in the clip ain't enough

No way i need unlimited smoke

Lurk on your block late night patrols

Still out here in broad day scoring goals

And my n***a dont drive too good

But we still gonna slide on these punks

Get my bally and do my bally

Get to the ends and bill em all up

Get to the ends and bill up that pack

Smoking on your friends cuz you're feeling sad

You can get smoke when your bredrins done

This is real life you can get it like that

7th

[Outro x2]

In the ride tryna' make it home

Big waps tryna' take off domes

Really tryna' do man proper

Only school boys will bring their phones

Got rid of my favourite trackie

Couldn't think twice it had to go

Or it woulda been serco trips

And waking up to early soc'

Now i'm gon' focus on bands

Cah a rider don't make me dough

But i fell in love with riders

So for now ima have to do both

If he f**ks with the opps

He gets smoke from his head to toe

In the field im striking

Shooting like Ronaldo the way i finesse these goals