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Yo, how can a bine be homophobic? It goes both ways
Better cover your girl when the mandem
Pull up and lean out the stolen Range
I don't need no introduction, she already knows my name
I'm makin' her boyfriend insecure, he thinks I'ma do him like Omah Lay
I was broke so I got off my arse, I didn't look for a soul to blame
We set up shop OT like a off-licence, we ain't have no closing dates
The young G's think I'm on about tours
When I say I was on the road for days
You won't get rich posted on the ends
You need work ethic to hold this cake
Bae, I'm a young thug, would you hold it down?
I'm a rider, scientist, if feds come buss this door right now
They were tryna see thighs and tits, we
Were tryna see nugs, unlike them clowns
Let 'em know if you're hirin' him, when
Shottin' the grub, don't do discounts
We were basing Andy's yard, shotting dark and bits of light
Back in school days, it was candy bars
Bro went OT, made ten, now he's lookin'
At ten in court with his barrister
My life is a movie, I've been dodgin' the boys and blue, no Avatar
We don't live like this for the groupies
Them boys do it for the camera
He thinks he's bad 'cause he went jail
He was there for domestic violence
'Round here, we ain't bullying girls
He caught my man and we left him cryin'
It started from weed and scales, yeah
I was broke and yeah, I was tired
I know half the hood wanna see me fail, but
Smile in my face, you'll tell me I'm lyin'
I made ten racks in '022, one hundred in '023
I gotta keep goin', there's too much to lose
I still don't lack when I'm in the streets
I'm young, but my stack ain't cute
I made more than guys older than me
They locked KD, he'll be home soon
I'm gonna go clear by the time he's free
I'm outside makin' flips, my lightie hates when I ain't at crib
She's movin' like a part-time parent
She wants to pull up and take my kids
I got high standards, check out my CV
No, I can't work with a basic ting
You said you only eat uptown, but the most you've seen is Bagel King
I ain't gotta do much to turn her on
She gets wet when I make eye contact
You can tell from my aura that I'm a boss
I ain't gotta show that I got racks
I can't trust these hoes, I gotta stay woke, get them NDA contracts
Before them, the bag comes first, I've
Always been about my skrilla like Kodak
From day, I never had no manners
So if you curved me back then, don't spin
Back now 'cah you'll get embarrassed
I might hit her once then cut, if she cries
That's tough, I ain't cuffin' a badders
Sticks and stones may break my bones
But we'll spin back with shanks and hammers
Your words ain't doin' no damage
I can't take my enemies serious, I feel like Ben Whittaker
I know guys that have popcorn in the dark
I ain't talkin' snacks for the cinema
For me, they'll do it again
The .38 has six in the cylinder
Four problem starter, that's why I call it the problem finisher
Free bro, he's on the wing up north like Anthony Gordon
They put ten on his back, so I can't
Lack, I'm makin' my moves with caution
Who's fake if everyone's real? I ain't buyin' their lies, it's borin'
You can't put everyone on 'cah they'll kick dirt
On your name with the shoes that you bought 'em