[Intro]
ZA
Lower Tulse, fuck A Town
Fuck ****
Fuck Clapham
Fuck Wano Road, fuck Siraq
Fuck everyone innit? LT
[Verse 1]
Tunes get taken down all the time (Steam)
Everyone knows I'm a one of a kind (LT)
Still gotta step with the over and under or side by side and tap that twice (Bap, bap)
The opps can't get back, they won't get back (Nah) ever since gang got five of their guys
We know there's more, but they keep it quiet
I heard 'round Heathbrook's fryin' (Love)
Neenz got shot and denied it (Safe)
Dilz got thundеr and lightnin' (Uh oh)
We left Little **** frightеned
Four got bun 'cah we just don't like him (Bap, bap)
And my man dead when we find him (Done)
I talk loud and clear so they hear it (Mm)
Hella goals and no one's cheerin'
Tulse Hill state, they don't come near it (No, no)
I was in Fields, runnin' down nerds
Shoulda been doin' my homework (Ugh)
Beat off once, beat off twice
Really tryna make that pole work (Ayy, y'mean?)
We shoot niggas in person (Live)
They shoot niggas at videos (Doners)
PB darted, physio (Huh)
Everyone knows how it really goes (Ayy)
Shoot like Trippier or like Didier
Don't ask me if I'm live (Please)
If you're askin' me, I don't like them guys
If you're askin' Slim, he don't like them too (No)
Still gotta ask Bando, "Who's who?" (Who's who?)
I'm tired of the new plate yutes
Me, I don't roll down, lean, and shoot
And dangerous summer we gave them yutes (LT)
[Chorus]
Took down my tune, number 2 trendin'
Just 'cah they know it's non-fiction (Non)
It would've hit 1, but man's blackballed
Then I ain't screamin' Brixton (Fuck it)
It woulda done loads
Someone tell Axel "Stop doin' the most" (Ugh)
GRM too (Fuck him, fuck it)
They hate on all of the bros (Gang)
Took down my tune, number 2 trendin'
Just 'cah they know it's non-fiction (Non-fiction)
It would've hit 1, but man's blackballed
Then I ain't screamin' Brixton (No)
It woulda done loads
Someone tell Axel "Stop doin' the most" (Please, please)
GRM too (Please, please)
They hate on all of the bros (Love)
[Verse 2]
Don't listen to them man's lies (Don't)
I'ma leave it clean and light (Easy)
They ain't ridin' around like bikes
They ain't the ridin' type (Nope, nope)
Season and beef, I ain't usin' time
All it takes is a bit of time
I make all of the leng tings shy (Shy, shy, shy)
Catch one of them, I'ma make it mine
Four-four Atake, keep on revvin' it (Bap, bap)
War is war, no, we ain't deadin' it (No, no)
Creep up gang, I know they dreadin' it
How many man over them sides celibate?
Smoke man's skid, I loved that kid (My boy)
Free Caps, free Kizz, free Blitz
The feds don't want man lit
Love, how many man's been hit? (Ugh)
Let's slump, turn, picked up
Too many opp blocks, come we just pick one (Which one?)
Beat off, cause mixup
Juice all over the floor, don't drink up
Loyal to the Hill, can't switch up (Never)
But I ain't gonna talk on others (Uh-uh)
Can't talk how S got smothered (LT)
You know I got all of my brothers (Bap)
[Chorus]
Took down my tune, number 2 trendin'
Just 'cah they know it's non-fiction
It would've hit 1, but man's blackballed
Then I ain't screamin' Brixton (I ain't)
It woulda done loads
Someone tell Axel, "Stop doin' the most" (Done)
GRM too
They hate on all of the bros (LT)
Took down my tune, number 2 trendin'
Just 'cah they know it's non-fiction (Non)
It would've hit 1, but man's blackballed
Then I ain't screamin' Brixton (Fuck it)
It woulda done loads
Someone tell Axel, "Stop doin' the most" (Please)
GRM too (Please, please)
They hate on all of the bros (Gang)
[Outro]
Gang shit, you get me?
Fuck the opps, fuck the MET, still outside, woosh
