[Intro]
R14 Beats
[Verse]
She say I'll hit the wok if I reoffend
The kid trapped hard, I weren’t readin' Mice and Men (Trappy)
In half a year, five figures what I probably spent
It’s mad 'cah I spent more than I ate
I used to get bagged, but it taught man a lesson
Jim a trap fetish, back then, I was senseless
Never-never pressured, don't comment every question
Late nights had me restless, hella laggin' up sessions (Late nights)
Jakes on my block investigatin' like Cluedo
For M's, drugs, weapons, GBH's, fuck, who knows?
Flyin' out them TSG’s, all I see is blue clothes (Jakes)
If bro see red, he gon' rain there like Rudolph
Shh got his twin, he don’t wrestle like Sumos
He just back the suttin', he might stab it through your new clothes (Again)
She say I'm sweet, she say I'm sweet like glucose
She say I'm grown, but she say, “Jim, man, you’re too road”
Have you-have you been bagged and seen yourself on the camera? (Nope)
Three years back, I lost my dad, I had to man up
I ain't takin' bad up, and I ain’t takin' attitude
My young boy took a L, I just told him I ain't mad at you
You win or lose some, my bro, what’s a bag or two?
You’re runnin' through these hoes, but these boxes what I'm runnin' through
Just got a call from Chris, he’s bakin' in his motor
So I call up bruce like, "Yo, he’s in a Skoda"
Then left him right before he served, the jakes might roll up
My side so nuts
Look, I-look, I got a strippy, found my flicky, that’s my whip sold on
Been on road way before I was where it show love
Back then, it was Nike leathers and Avirex
Special like bags of mayhem
School days, leave man beat by the railins
Almost a decade gone, I was still on the same strip (Still here)
I've seen G's come, I've seen them go
I've seen man that you call bro turn into foes
Heard a man say he's a snitch, but he not a pussy though
I looked at my bros like this nigga just trippin' though (Brudda's trippin')
I'm a-I'm a mover, so I work by my ringtone
She feels the tug, now, she copies the lingo
More-more time, the mandem are high risk
Why you think the jakes didn't let us in Wireless?
And free all my boys that’s sittin' in Isis (Free them up)
Five friends in one visit room, it's fucked how I live
I'm glued to my car seat, all my whips done mileage
Caught a case, had to wait like two years for NFA
My mum say I could see better days, so I elevate
I light this Cali and I meditate
We're mobbin' deep just to get away
Two phones just like Kevin Gates
You’re gonna blow, you’re gonna detonate
And that’s what the comments say, so now, I have to regulate
Fence niggas gotta relegate
My mates land road, but it’s cray 'cah the can is just a fred away
My bro said don’t get trapped in the trap
I switched the pattern, I don’t switch up the plans
The mandem say it’s fryin’, so stick with your shank
A&R’s fill my bar, so I’m stickin' to rap
How many times I gotta re’ and lag?
How many stains just to bring me back?
When can I sleep? 'Cause I’m tired of naps
My brudda got bagged 'cah the pack weren’t banked
Every day, it’s a risk we take
T and Maz hit the wok, bet they call there straight
I stood with the real, I drop at the fakes
Life five times harder when you’re known by the jakes
[Outro]
Look, I'm tired of all these false accusations, man
Jakes flyin' off mummy’s door
Flaggin' my motors, stoppin' my whips
Talking 'bout Section 60's and that
R.I.P. all my people
Free all my brothers
Music’s gotta pay off
Somehow
