[Intro]
Trust me
Long intro
I ain't in none of that sh**
I do what I want
Hotline Distributions, 2016, big year
Shouts out all the Roman Road ma**ive
Devons Road, Poplar, Stepney, Bethnal
Whitechapel, Tower Hamlets
Listen
RIP [?], RIP Fizzman
Free the jail man
[Verse 1]
I don't ever wear j**els or chains
You ain't gotta know what my Ps like (that's real life)
And I ain't going into all of the politics
All you've gotta know is we nice (that's real life)
[?] with my worst attire
Like motherf**ers never clothed us (you know us)
Still might mask up and take your food
And tell your plug that you owed us
Where was you when Gang Unit take the road up? (where were you?)
And when I thought n***as were real, they went and spoke up (that's what they do)
So I rang the real ones, we had a smoke up
We're getting money now, you'll hardly see us post up
Every day is a blessing so we've gotta toast cups
Every now and then, I focus on my own stuff
They already know that we out on the roads 'nuff
If this life ain't for you, then go home, cuz, remember that I told ya
Never forget
I look after my dargs cause I'm a vet
I'm loyal, so I might not f** your girl
But when it comes to all them weapons, I'm a sket (I'll let that go, man)
You know the block but you don't know about the set
That's because all of us moves correct, riding shotty
The driver drives and I direct
Love my pride and my respect but I reflect
Free my jail dons, fallen soldiers, rest in peace (RIP)
Crime and grime flows, Bow's best in East
d**h to my enemies, eff police
I'm getting money, man, best believe
[Hook 1]
I call it stress relief
But I would never let it be the d**h of me
I just double up the worth and get a better fee
I led the worst life, it got the best of me
It's impossible to pressure me
And ever since I got the sweater free
They all wanna get a piece, it's f**ed up (it's f**ed up)
Ever since I met Jadakiss
I feel like all these rappers make me sick, it's f**ed up (it's f**ed up)
And life never came with a manual
The field never had a referee (never)
I was lurking from Sabella down to [?]
Back up to Thornfield and you know it's all real
They pree the situation, ask me how it all feels
I'm on top of the moon, I just turned down four deals (swear down)
Just let them rappers have it
Wait
[Verse 2]
Moment of silence for them rappers tryna chase a deal rapping
Not 20 yet, but I can make your deal happen
It's 2016 and you're still dabbing?
If we want something done, then it will happen (will happen)
Sick of the same pavements, I need a vacation (I need a flight)
I could be dead and these people would still crave payments
Asked God if me and K could ever trade places
Always thinking 'bout the end because it ain't dated
[Hook 2]
That's how it is on these streets
I would never let it be the d**h of me
I'm in the field, there's no need for a referee
I led the worst life, it got the best of me
They ain't paying but instead, they try directing me like
"Are you sure that's where you're meant to be?" (meant to be)
Tell 'em you ain't ever gotta be impressed with me
I ain't your competition (nah), don't contest with me (nah)
Free my jail dons, fallen soldiers, rest in peace (RIP)
Crime and grime flows, Bow's best in East
d**h to my enemies and eff police
I'm getting money, man, best believe
Free my jail dons, fallen soldiers, rest in peace (RIP)
Crime and grime flows, Bow's best in East
d**h to my enemies and eff police
I'm getting money, man, best believe
I call it stress relief