Hurt

[Hook: Merky ACE]

T-shirt with a stain on

Gravestone with your name on when it's flame on

Headback buss, squirting juice, not pus

Face flat, eating dust, in Tree I trust

For any one of them, I'll do that stuff

If you think you're rough, dem ting is a must

I ain't tryna hold back, pick up the bally

And ride and smoke that

[Verse 1: Merky ACE]

I don't wanna write, I just wanna rap and fight

Blaze skeng in the night

Come through on a hype on a big bike

Beep and skrrt, them man ain't on our side, get hurt

Gyal dem feeling the team, so they flirt

Cats dem holla cuh man ah got dirt

Me, T and JB be doing dirt

Me, T and Ego on the shirt

Me, T and Shifman on the works

Me, T and MI and Splurt

Plotting on something, his belly did hurt

If I've got that ting and he says that word

Guess what? You're getting burst

Bun up, every day run up

If we see a pagan, temperature tun up

Roll with the darg but I'm worse when I'm one-up

[Hook: Merky ACE]

T-shirt with a stain on

Gravestone with your name on when it's flame on

Headback buss, squirting juice, not pus

Face flat, eating dust, in Tree I trust

For any one of them, I'll do that stuff

If you think you're rough, dem ting is a must

I ain't tryna hold back, pick up the bally

And ride and smoke that

[Verse 2: Tre Mission]

Know what it is

Niggas don't know what it is

Real niggas know what it ain't

No lie, I skrrt

All-black, put in my work

Dirt, you know what is

Don't care what it was

Niggas better know what it is

Real niggas know what I'm on

No lie, I skate

If a nigga moving bait

One two move, then I'm gone

I ain't new to the road

This stick is immune to the cold

Real niggas stay true to the code

No tunes for the bold

Man ah move loose at the pole

And the money recoups and it goes

These loops in the holes

Niggas still losing the flow

So we jump out, shoot, then we go

Blew two, nigga, whoa

From the other side of the road

My niggas ride in the cold

[Verse 3: Cadell]

New meaning, same solo movements

Do road with a coat and an exclusive

Slide right through, left man with two bruises

He wiped down 2 2 lips

Real recognise real, so keep your eyes peeled

You've got a little money, do you wanna ride still?

Course not, get a young boy, bill a line, then walk off

Tryna find out where to wrap a next raw box

They don't really talk much perfect

Catch me backseat swerving

Read the book, the great gats be working

Not man v food, strap v person

I been looking at alternates

They think I don't know what a curb is

Like I wasn't tryna bring the whole curb in

After 3 Is the New 6

Guarantee they let the third in

Already frontliner, front pager

I'll front you work, I'll do you a favour

I might have a new distribution

Ring me up, I'll make you a major

I'm gonna die when I die

So I don't really care about older or braver

Anyone can go for a wager

And I don't know how my night's gonna end

But my life ain't made up

Needed to go, so I stacked, then I saved up

Spent that, made it back, brought her make-up

Trinidad, but I might chill in Jamaica

Chill with some real life living soul-takers

Know where I come from, still where I come from

Real where I come from

Copper and steel for the dum dons

I don't want a wheel, I want four

So I can hop out the sliding doors