Xmas Eve / OTF

[Part I: Xmas Eve]

[Chorus]

Done a lot of bad things for the P's, I was in desperate need

Driver go get that re, me and my team work collectively

I'm on the A40 tryna act lidge, when I hit the backroad, I'll pick up the speed

The trap phone jump two, three, and I'm on two fours like Christmas Eve

[Verse 1]

I get up and grind, you get up, get high

You wake and bake, I'm awake and working

The mandem locked, I'm burning

Put your hands on the Glock, keep turning

Clean up the street, detergent

Cee on repeat, I'm too determined

Bando need refurbishing, I'm using bеdsheets as curtains

Two days, I ain't brushed my teeth but I don't give a fuck 'cause I flushеd that re

Is it just me or do they rap just like me?

My lil' bronem see me with P, on G and now they wan' trap like me

Try talk bad on YG, my G and I won't take that lightly

[Chorus]

Done a lot of bad things for the P's, I was in desperate need

Driver go get that re, me and my team work collectively

I'm on the A40 tryna act lidge, when I hit the backroad, I'll pick up the speed

The trap phone jump two, three, and I'm on two fours like Christmas Eve

[Verse 2]

You're chattin' 'bout man like a bitch, I don't like that shit, that's the sign of a snitch

I'm tired of this, soon retire my mumzy and then go reside in the sticks

Can't even invite that bitch cah they wanna know where I live

My people hating, fans love me and they don't even know the kid

You're way too emotional, this is business so I'm emotionless

I kept it real and I showed him love, never done in the plug like Sosa did

Why they moving provocative on the 'net? In the flesh, they're the opposite

Me and YB's on a similar ting, eating off minimal risk

[Chorus]

Done a lot of bad things for the P's, I was in desperate need

Driver go get that re, me and my team work collectively

I'm on the A40 tryna act lidge, when I hit the backroad, I'll pick up the speed

The trap phone jump two, three, and I'm on two fours like Christmas Eve

[Outro]

Done a lot of bad things for the P's, I was in desperate need

Driver go get that re, me and my team work collectively

I'm on the A40 tryna act lidge, when I hit the backroad, I'll pick up the speed

The trap phone jump two, three, and I'm on two fours like Christmas Eve

[Part II: OTF]

[Intro]

Yo

[Chorus]

If it weren’t for the L’s we took

The wins wouldn’t feel so righteous

Family ties, my guy

It’s only the family, no outsiders

Remember the times my hood was at one

It’s fucked, now we’re all divided

Whatever the weather, we get up and grind

We’re grinding, whatever the climate

I’m young but I’m business minded

Tr- Treat this shit like the trap and blow

First whip was a Vauxhall Astra

Next one I need Aventador

Now that I’m up, they forget I’m human

At times I still feel low

I’ll sell everything that you can in the trap

But I swear I won’t sell my soul

[Verse 1]

Twenty bag, my trainer collection

What do you mean five-bags for a show

Just had a meeting talk with a label

Same day that I got [?]

I’m trained to go

Living my movie, playing my role

I’m trained to go

Keep the convo brief, I ain’t saying no more

We- We step into bandos, and make ourselves at home

I was young tryna do my ting everyday

Same drip, you could tell I was broke

It’s funny how they used to air

I disappear, now they’re belling my phone

My ex she didn’t believe in me

Remember, I said I would blow

[Chorus]

If it weren’t for the L’s we took

The wins wouldn’t feel so righteous

Family ties, my guy

It’s only the family, no outsiders

Remember the times my hood was at one

It’s fucked, now we’re all divided

Whatever the weather, we get up and grind

We’re grinding, whatever the climate

I’m young but I’m business minded

Treat this shit like the trap and blow

First whip was a Vauxhall Astra

Next one I need Aventador

Now that I’m up, they forget I’m human

At times I still feel low

I’ll sell everything that you can in the trap

But I swear I won’t sell my soul

[Verse 2]

Last of the real, I’ll do what it takes

I’m feeling out numbered, there’s too much fakes

I got paranoia, there’s too much jakes

I’m not going through this again

We felt too much pain to settle for fame

I want the whole estate

Shoebox money, the dough ain’t safe

I pray for the day that I clean it

They say they love me but they don’t mean it

Speak to the bag, I need it immediately

I keep on eating a secret ingredient, secrecy

Back then it was hard for me

These days I’m getting it easily

Bad b travelling W12

She’s coming from E15

[Chorus]

If it weren’t for the L’s we took

The wins wouldn’t feel so righteous

Family ties, my guy

It’s only the family, no outsiders

Remember the times my hood was at one

It’s fucked, now we’re all divided

Whatever the weather, we get up and grind

We’re grinding, whatever the climate

I’m young but I’m business minded

Treat this shit like the trap and blow

First whip was a Vauxhall Astra

Next one I need Aventador

Now that I’m up, they forget I’m human

At times I still feel low

I’ll sell everything that you can in the trap

But I swear I won’t sell my soul