I used to wear wallabies
I never wanted these wallabies
Every n***a wants to be a gangster
Every n***a wants to hold a strap
And every n***a thinks a shank is banter
Until you're looking at your n***a
Breathing through a tube, like hes struggling to breath and he can't even speak or move
And now you're thinking what the f** did I sign up for
Coz' now you gotta ride on guys who tried to nank him up so
The roads will get a boy changed like pampers
Coz' the hand tings had the ends intense like campers
Forensics intense, like intent to supply
If i ever link Sergai its intent to supply
We had the ends on our line
Had the mark for the product we attempt to supply
But i never had time for the shots
Inside it like nine on the dot
Tryna' revise for my mock
Then the p's started to rise
Bought a nine for the docks, paid nine on the dot
All the times that i grind i didn't shine on my mock
I ain't never been a fool, bro said stay in school
If you ace your exams then you'll get paid in full
I ain't never loved beef
Don't listen to these dumb dons
Wishing I could squash it I got beef that I can't run from
Mummy knows i done wrong
All the times I made her cry
All that ghosting in the night like I don't even need to lie
Let a n***a f** with me
Got mandem that let that pumpy squeeze
So real man'll try to k** you for my brothers beef
I just keep walking them n***as they keep talking
They'll run into a stick like them n***as were sleep walking
I don't like to talk bro I just get so angry
Squash it if its verbal but I'll k** you for my family
Bruv i'm only 16 the streets ain't right
Know man'll bun you for designer I can deets your life
The trap wasn't a plan to me, road just made me angry
Sitting with a bag of green like what the f**s a grand to me
Used to watch The Bill, now i'm running for a bill
All this running from the bill might just turn into a casualty
Actually, the ends they might just turn you to a martyr
Snitches tryna blah blah the wing like Zaha
Trappers getting trapped by hoes turn father
n***as living fast and getting k**ed by karma
Told you bout them days with Raps it was trapping
Told you bout them men like i'll go Charlie for a Chaplin
Now i'm laying down the law
Made the lady hold the raw
And i put it smack down i ain't talking bout no wrestling
Lawyers fighting cases we ain't talking bout no settling
Bruv i've been dead broke twice I had to get it in
Let a n***a rush me trust me that'll be the d**h of him
Always got the metal in my hand like its a wedding ring
And all these different moods i've felt
You're nuttin' with no g's like a gucci belt
Still i'm tryna make my p's stretch give a f** if the beefs dead
Raf n***as down to scrap n***as like Benitez
Pagans had my whole ends locked by forensics
Coz' them shells flew like a spoonful of lemsip
And my pagans done it I ain't proud to say they done it
At least I know now what they were saying man they meant it