Black Ones

[Intro: Che Lingo]

Black ones on my feet

Tryna stack my coins in peace

Hide my face, profile low

Change my number every week

I got bounties on my head

I got family I don't see

Suffocating in my ends

I just need some

[Verse 1: Che Lingo]

The mind is a battlefield

Niggas warring with themselves

Imagine how many man it killed

I store it in my cellular

Brain powers writing stories in my cell about

Man that aren't mobile on the manor still

Send letters for the capital

To buy an extra can for Mills

All cause they got caught by the blue

With a coloured pack of pills

Injecting false money, tryna numb how that famine feels

We already picked that cotton

I don't wanna see my fam in fields

[Bridge 1: Che Lingo]

My brudda said he'd do it for a chain but he's running from the shackles

I pray I never see your face on that mantle

[Chorus: Che Lingo]

Black ones on my feet

Tryna stack my coins in peace

Hide my face, profile low

Change my number every week

I got bounties on my head

I got family I don't see

Suffocating in my ends

I just need some time to breathe

Yeah

[Post-Chorus: Che Lingo]

I just need some time to breathe

I just need some time to breathe, yeah

I just need some time to breathe

I just need some time to breathe, yeah

[Verse 2: Ghetts]

Pressure on the bread winner

How can the chef forget dinner? (It get's realer)

You ain't a father if you let your kid starve

I'd rather get a 9-5 than be away from my kids

Is that £9 a week in jail worth taking the risk?

Well if the licks are half a milli, we be saying it is

Cause we don't plan on getting caught so we think the plans exceptional

Now I'm in the can and my girlfriend won't accept the call

[Bridge 1: Che Lingo]

My brudda said he'd do it for a chain but he's running from the shackles

I pray I never see your face on that mantle, no

[Verse 3: Ghetts]

Black gloves on my hands

Ballie on my face

Workouts on my feet

Quiet in the car

The tires, them a screech

I've been thinking about that money and it's finally in my reach

I've been thinking bout that money and it's finally in my reach

Mike Skinner you can find me in the streets

There's no shepherd near the bush when I'm hiding from police

There's no weapon when they look

We don't slide it under seats

They won't let me off the hook, if I'm bait, we gon' see

[Chorus: Che Lingo]

Black ones on my feet

Tryna stack my coins in peace

Hide my face, profile low

Change my number every week

I got bounties on my head

I got family I don't see

Suffocating in my ends

I just need some time to breathe

[Bridge 2: Che Lingo]

Whole mouth full of caps

Bruddas rally when I speak

Police, they got my friends

Yo them people are my g's

Opposition on my name

Now my mum don't get no sleep

And repeat, and repeat, and repeat, and repeat

[Chorus: Che Lingo]

Black ones on my feet

Tryna stack my coins in peace

Hide my face, profile low

Change my number every week

I got bounties on my head

I got family I don't see

Suffocating in my ends

I just need some time to breathe

[Verse 4: Che Lingo]

If I'm honest with you I've been having dreams

They've been flirting with me heavy, tryna get me in my sleep

I been dodging so much corn, I'm losing weight my mum can see

Burning weed and getting caught up in my thoughts and tryna cheat

Now she pregnant with my youth and there's another mouth to feed

Man I don't know what to do just like my pagans back on street

I'm dying to put this mash down and go and mash this p

If I die, that's not a man down that's a style on sheets

If I cry, and put my hands down and beg for life it's weak

That's police, and they just told a young black one to freeze

*Gunshot*