It Ain't Safe (Meridian Mix)

[Verse 1: Bossman Birdie]

Boss Birds, I was in the trap writing gold dust

Zoned out, painting pictures but with no brush

All roads to my destiny start with pound signs

Getting money by any means, that was our lives

Shimmy ya, shimmy shimmy yay, ODB

That's what it's like when a nigga owed me P

Used to be in the kitchen, big man weight

Flipping that dough, like we frying up pancakes

[Verse 2: Paper Pabs]

I can never leave the streets cuh it's in my heart and soul

Just for playing, have you laying in the church, your heart, it go

Slurred speech, when I speak, so they think I sound lean

Alpine in my Alpino, pumping Al Green, old school

I was dying, all I had was two fiends

Hands dirty but my shoes clean, I had two dreams

Two chicks in my crib, check the camera's on, record

I ain't gonna stab 'em but tonight these bitches getting bored

[Verse 3: Skepta]

The crack I sold had them buzzing on the road

Crack residue in the buttons on my phone

Black leather boots when I run into your home

Ring ring pussy, it's your mummy on the phone

Yo Bossy, remember the first tool we ever had?

Rusty .38, came in a Gucci bag

Made a promise to Jesus that I would stop it when I blow

Now I'm in Brooklyn, they're going crazy at my show