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South Side to South West
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Eh
Alright
Real shit
Aye
Front seat and I'm masked up
Don't play games just ask cuz
Got ten thugs with ten guns
Five lives with five knives
Fifteen ways that you can die
My hitter's in Hilfiger
No finger action we pull triggers
Before grime I been a driller
Caution
Proceed with caution
Rap game extortion
I'm armed with a blade I do damage
And I'm GBH so I'm still savage
This real facts
This drill rap
B's frat from them flats
New wave
It's your grave
No face
Then no case
Nike track' with them big blades
Gang tats on my face
That thing burst
Like a ram raid
I'm a king lad stay in ya place
In a black truck
And we strapped up
Steppin' out with them blades tucked
Don't give a fuck
Sit with gutter bruz
You act tough and you get slumped
What!
This real shit
45 with that full clip
45 got the full quit
Ask about me underground kings
See I been around since way back
Made the money on a search lad
We paved the way for you young cunts
Body bags get wrapped up
My ops get slashed up
Underground but I'm on top
Free Celly
My boy heavy
Won't hesitate to cut ya belly
Trap runners go gang-gang
We make money we slang-slang
Live long that belly down
We pullin' up and it's bang-bang
Oi
Look
Real Talk
Oi
Five ad-lays in a blacked out whip
Blacked out tracksuit
Blacked out kicks
All blacked out when we hitting them licks
Got a big ros' go do a fuck up ya wrist
I ain't play no games nah fuck that I'ma just aim for a mil'
I'm independent I do it on my own
My team know for a fact I don't need no deal
At 15 I was poppin' pills
And creepin' back room just to get some cash
Now I do shows just to earn a stack
I blow that quick
Coz I know I make it back
They wanna chat 'bout shootings
And cheffin' to kicking in doors
But they ain't done none
Go check the scoreboard just to see who's winning
I know just for a fact that they ain't cheffed none
I been on road yelling FTP
Free all my boys that are locked up now
I've been in the trap for like 8 days
straight tryna bag this cash and flip these pounds
Yeh I'm Still active
Yeh I'm still on road
Still out here I ain't stopping this
They wanna send shots but their shots won't hit
If I send shots back we be dropping things
Told Nter I'ma just grind
He was like Rops just get to the bag
Try fuck around with the team this
year just know I gotta a big ting back
Yeh I'm doing eetswa
I know my worth
Trust me cuz I'ma run this scene
Give me two years and I'll be as big as Kers'
I'll make sure they all fuck with me
I've been progressin' tryna do this
Parole on my back but I still ain't phased
Yeh I'm tryna get to the money this year
but it's fucked up coz I can't leave the state
Producers chat and these labels talk
I don't give a fuck about none of these frauds
I ain't looking for no handouts cuz
If I want something I be booting off gauze
Got YG's out in the street
I don't play no games when I comes to the trap
Don't try flexing with bands or grams coz
I swear down cuz we'll just come to ya gaff
They used to hate on the kid now look where I'm at
I'm on bro
Getting paid from this
I used to shut down sets for free now
I only turn up if they're paying the kid
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