Junkyard

[Intro]

I want you to listen very, very carefully

[Chorus: P Money]

Yeah, 'cause I will pull up on you quick, bang from the whip

Junkyard shit, get it crushed quick

Feds might be pissed, they ain't finding shit

Link up with the crew, head back to the bits

Where I pull up on you quick, bang from the whip

Junkyard shit, get it crushed quick

Feds might be pissed, they ain't finding shit

Link up with the crew, head back to the bits

[Verse 1: P Money]

Let me take it from the top, back in New Cross

Ask them lot about me, this is where I got my flow locked

Drove a stolen car to thе school, if I got chased, I didn't stop

Fast and Furious, I spin off like I'm Hobbs or The Rock

Pеoples' Day, what? Really repped for my block

I was fighting before I knew about Goku or Brock

Left and right, man dropped, never scared, never soft

It was Peckham V. Ghetto, so you had to be on job

You was shook if you just watched, I'm from the ends, I've seen a lot

I've seen it jam, I've seen it pop, I've seen a life and seen it lost

It's sad to say, but this environment has made me change a lot

I used to be so flipping quiet, nowadays, I'm flipping off like

[Chorus: P Money]

I will pull up on you quick, bang from the whip

Junkyard shit, get it crushed quick

Feds might be pissed, they ain't finding shit

Link up with the crew, head back to the bits

Where I pull up on you quick, bang from the whip

Junkyard shit, get it crushed quick

Feds might be pissed, they ain't finding shit

Link up with the crew, head back to the bits

[Verse 2: Ocean Wisdom]

Okay, you fuckin' with the Wizzer, we like RZA, GZA

Cut a lot of scissor, still I'm not a fizzer

Roll the cigar, we don't use cigar-

Rette, regret your silly disrespect

You get a cheque delivered, don't run to the cops

All my niggas say I look like Hobbs or the Rock

But with hair, prepare, I'm going in this year

My brother need a hundred grand, I said I got one spare

But I'ma need a five percent interest, we all got rent

I only rest when I invest, I made a whole lot off of "Blessed"

I swear these rappers making pills the way they force it with the press

I used to sling, I used to step, don't think I won't attack your neck 'cause

[Chorus: P Money]

Yeah, 'cause I will pull up on you quick, bang from the whip

Junkyard shit, get it crushed quick

Feds might be pissed, they ain't finding shit

Link up with the crew, head back to the bits

Where I pull up on you quick, bang from the whip

Junkyard shit, get it crushed quick

Feds might be pissed, they ain't finding shit

Link up with the crew, head back to the bits

[Verse 3: Ocean Wisdom]

Tekker the beat

Could never be no G checking with me 'cause the level's elite

I got tekkers, agree?

Rhetorical when I ask it, I know I'm ahead of the league

What you telling me, P?

[Verse 4: P Money]

Most of these brothers are jealous 'cause my money shown, you could see what I get in a week

Most of these rappers ain't reppin' to me

Don't be considering stepping to us when you couldn't handle it separately

[Verse 5: Ocean Wisdom]

-ly our competitors, we finna rest on the scene

They be taking a D

You better step with some tekkers from Tekken when stepping to me

Or some reckless wrecker when stepping to me

Have to bend it like Beckham to get in the team

[Verse 6: P Money]

Get in the team

These reckless brothers still get in for free

It's telepathy on the track

[Verse 7: Ocean Wisdom]

Back to back and we fuck up the track

And we put on a tracker and track up the pack

They a couple of cappers, they clucking for cats

And a couple of nitties to back up they racks

[Verse 8: P Money]

Jackin' a pack and then cabbin' it back

At the gat in the bag at the back of the flacks

I'm racking up stacks, I back it with stats

'Cause I was a teefer, now I got plaques

[Verse 9: Ocean Wisdom]

Finna set up a Twitch in this bitch

And just tweet out a link of the bitch that I'm with

Tryna wrestle the dick, tell her, "Sit on the tip"

If you sub to the channel, she swivel a bit

And we live and direct and we winning and rich

From the coys to notes to crib in the sticks

I beat the tune to a million bits

Money over everyone that isn't as sick

[Verse 10: P Money]

Mad

As you can hear, I'm deep in the bag, I'm a G and and a dad

You can feel my energy's deep in the rap

Authority when man speak on the track

I'm live on the stage, just me and the mic to my face, shut down, then we leave through the back

Unfairly, speakin' of raps

It's me and Ocean, no even in that

[Verse 11: Ocean Wisdom]

No even in that and I'm a don and I'm a G

I put a tracker on, I caught a brother running to the weed

They said they capping on a nigga tryna run it and delete

I'm tryna batter don, I couldn't never runner from a neek

And then a marathon, you gotta proper hustle for the P

And fuck a tag along, you really gotta struggle for the team

Oh, you a badder man, a cannibal, a murderer an animal, I never seen that type of energy surrounding me

[Outro]

I want you to listen very, very carefully