[Chorus: KayMuni]
Get rich, die or go jail, there ain't many ways
Yo you left me but I love you though anyways
I say, "Free the guys" but I ain't free anyways
Cah I hate being free when the steppers ain't
Get rich, die or go jail, there ain't many ways
Yo you left me but I love you though anyways
I say, "Free the guys" but I ain't free anyways
Cah I hate being free when the steppers ain't
[Verse 1: KayMuni]
Imagine if my nigga Bigz never took me OT
Or when Slickz said, "Come, we get him", I got cold feet
Dange, that's my big bro but that ain't my OG
Never put no money in my pocket but he showed me
How to get money, yo that's better than most
And if we're talking bout the bros, I can't forget about Bonez
Cah one mattress in the bando, had to top and tail
Really hit them town centres and started stopping sales
Do what you want when I'm gone, just don't lie please
I'm OT, hitting shots in a hi-vis
Trap star shit, I had to sleep in the car
PTSD made him sleep with a star
Yo shit, I don't blame him, probably do the same thing
Shoulda been in school bro, I was up on A-wing
Booters and shavings, our guys were going raving
Only time I stop trapping, when I'm on them front pages
[Chorus: KayMuni]
Get rich, die or go jail, there ain't many ways
Yo you left me but I love you though anyways
I say, "Free the guys" but I ain't free anyways
Cah I hate being free when the steppers ain't
[Verse 2: Marnz Malone]
Anyhoo, bells turn your brain into spaghetti hoops
I'm telling you, never thought I'd see 2022
I guess they weren't lying when they said there ain't many ways
Dodged death two times and went to prison anyways
Now I'm out here in the jungle, Steve Backshall
Yeah he raps hard but is it really factual?
I'm in my element like the bottom of your capsule
And I stay round trees like some fucking Fruit Pastilles
Yeah I love you but you left me though
Thought you'd never let me go
Anyways, I thought it's best you know
That I'ma do me, you do you ma
And if you're looking for me, you can find me where the goons are
[Chorus: KayMuni]
Get rich, die or go jail, there ain't many ways
Yo you left me but I love you though anyways
I say, "Free the guys" but I ain't free anyways
Cah I hate being free when the steppers ain't
[Verse 3: KB]
They ain't nuttin like K
What they know about hanging out the window, middle day?
Tryna get back for Blakes, I never snitched to get away
Even if I never done it bro, I guess I gotta stay
I just stand up and be brave, they ain't nuttin like this
I really shot niggas, I ain't nuttin like -
Nobody move, don't flinch, know the Bimma's got tints
They call me Coach K, I'll have niggas doing sprints
Before that hammer gets rinsed
Done it in the city and we done it in the sticks
Used to stay in AG but I done it for the twizz
I'm Drew Brees with the wrist
So if you're coming, don't miss and if you're running, don't trip
Prick, coming up, all we knew about was get-backs
Now the throwers tryna hit the wall like they're wetbacks
Tryna get packs, I told Shortie, "Don't get packed"
It's civil war on the ends, you better get strapped
[Chorus: KayMuni]
Get rich, die or go jail, there ain't many ways
Yo you left me but I love you though anyways
I say, "Free the guys" but I ain't free anyways
Cah I hate being free when the steppers ain't
[Verse 4: LC]
Day ones switched but I don't need 'em anyways
Beef, no rules, I'll let it ring where your mama stays
Never been abroad, HMP was our holidays
Trap nigga, I can bill a line in like seven days
I could show you how to whip like a crash course
Don't slip, I'll leave your brains on your dashboard
He was talking smoke then got smoked, it's what he asked for
Watch who you're around cah a lot of niggas backdoor
South baby, had to get it out the mud you know
I was only young but saw my daddy with a stick you know
So don't ask me why I carry one
Cah his genes, I'ma tryna carry on
Shoulda been in school, I was young, putting ballies on
My nigga's mum caught me with a wap like where my manners gone?
I just give that look like, "At least you know I got your son"
Savage, I'm sorry mum, look what I've become
[Chorus: KayMuni]
Get rich, die or go jail, there ain't many ways
Yo you left me but I love you though anyways
I say, "Free the guys" but I ain't free anyways
Cah I hate being free when the steppers ain't
