[Intro]
\n(H1K made this)
\nLook
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\n[Verse 1]
\nI been through the pain and the sufferin' (Sho)
\nThat's why I thank God for the paper and hustlin'
\nDon't like the fame or the hustlin' (Nah)
\n.38 tucked in my boxers, dem time, that's what I call get the muscle in (Gang)
\n'Nough chat on the net, but it silent sprints when the hand ting or shotgun stutterin' (Sho, sho)
\nYour bro did squeeze when the hand ting smothered him (Grrt, bap, bap)
\nTell me, which one of them wan' test again?
\nI could put six in this ting, which one wan' dead again? (You know)
\nWho want lead again?
\nMade the shotgun (Baow, baow), everything spread at them (Bap)
\nI remember that day when I try hit ten of them (Sho)
\nThat day we took chase from the fed and them (Bap)
\nWent 'round there couple days later (Grrt), made the hand ting shell again
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\n[Bridge 1]
\nI pray to God and ask him "Help me out", I'm losin' myself"
\nI pray to God and ask him "Help me out, I'm drownin' out"
\nI can see I'm losin' myself (Hey)
\nSwear I'm losin' myself
\nI pray to God and ask him "Hold me down" (Hey)
\nI pray to God and ask him "Hold me down"
\nI feel the haters grow and now I'm losin' myself (I'm losin' myself)
\nOoh, woah
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\n[Verse 2]
\nThis life is a cycle, I'm stuck in it (Sho)
\nI got gunshots for my rivals (Gang, gang)
\nI can never see a brother that done my brother anything and let him slide
\nHow can I let him slide? (Nah)
\nWhen we hear they at a function, we jeopardise it
\nWhen we stabbin' niggas up, we don't televise it (Gang)
\nI remember them days we was terrorizin'
\nAny opp that we saw, he should've been revisin'
\nSawed the block 'nough, nah we don't terrorize it
\nWhen the TEC's risin' (Grrt), all hell's risin' (Bap)
\nF's up or get a chest up
\nFrom a block, a gunman turned rich niggas
\nBroadwater fuckin' farm
\nBust my gun even when I had six figures
\nWe was bad but we never had sticks with us
\nBack my flick shank out and dip you up (Sho)
\nMind your mac 'cah my index will lift you up (Grrt, bap, bap)
\nIt's been a while so my index is itchin' cuz
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\n[Bridge 2]
\nIf I could find another way out of all of this then I would (Then I would)
\nNow I'm in too deep and I'm way too deeper than I should be (I'm way too deeper than I should be)
\nBut I could be greater than this, I could be (Oh, ohh)
\nIf I could find, another way out of all of this then I would (Then I would)
\nNow I'm in too deep and I'm way too deeper than I should be (Ooh, woah)
\nBut I could be greater than this, I could be (Hey, no problem, no problem)
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\n[Verse 3]
\nI ain't never walked street with a empty machine
\nEvery clip in cyclinder 'round me full up
\nI ain't doin' no war with a yute on the net
\nI don't risk fun time and on Insta' 'bout "Pull up" (Nah)
\nWhen I pull up (Gang), I don't need the whole world seein' my invitation (Sho)
\nTryna come through and leave man faceless (Grrt, bap, bap)
\nI don't want witness statements
\nHow they say Abz jumped on the OFB flick when I was the flick before OFB? (You know)
\nI can never take chat from a wannabe, flick shank days I was bad in my wallabies (Gang)
\nThey might talk on the net but never in front of me (Nah)
\nAny drill that I done, I done properly (Sho)
\nSo I hate when the police bother me
\nWhy the trident keep stoppin' me?
\nI really live this life, I got down opps in my time
\nAin't never been shy to jump in the ride
\nPut on my mask and slide with the guys
\nKush pulled up and it's brilliant timin' (Sho)
\nHit up my niggas like "Yo, who's slidin'?" (Gang)
\nGrab the machine and fill it with 'bine (Grrt)
\nIf they say we're inside then who's outside?
\nSmall ting with a whistle, was a 2.5 (Bap)
\nBut a gun paow goes boom, bye bye
\nI remember when we couldn't get a 3.5
\nNow we buy machine like a pair of Nikes (Sho)
\nYou can tell my niggas really do live this life
\nWe don't back machine in air and sky (Grrt)
\nBack machine and air on guys
\nHope the doctors get there in time (Gang), you could lose your life
\nFix up, look sharp when my dawgs creep up
\nNine millimeter stuffed in the heater (Sho)
\nKeep on runnin' with your friends, better pray you keep up
\nFrom the belly to the forehead, we ain't hittin' knees up (Bap)
\nI didn't cut when I buss, now my whole team's up
\nI was broke now I'm richer than my old teacher
\nNo one's losin' here, no alopecia
\nHow they say we just rap? Must be amnesia
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\n[Outro]
\nKnow the ting (Grrt)
\nRappers are fuckin' slappers, don't get it twisted (Shh)
\nFuck a statement, man leave behind bodies or spent shell casings (Bap)
\nStill on the frontline raisin' the gun crime, you know (Grrt)
\nMotherfuckin' vibe
\n(H1K made this)\n\n
