i aint feeling any love.
n***az plotting to murk me.
and trust me i feel it in my blood.
believe me ima thug.
but im blessed by the lord.
fink im crazy fam i feel it from above. *Verse 1*
reckonise a gee.
since dat up inda shoobz sh**.
these n***az started recognising me.
but motherf**er don't be pressurising me.
got the pistol side of me.
and if i pull it dahs jus excercise to me.
im running out of punk.
smoke about an OZ.
cuz im low key.
and i aint coming out for months.
wen i start running out on pumps.
shells hit your back and coming out dah front.
got a blood to pool.
a pumpie tool.
n******g i stunt wid jull.
dont let me gett tha umping alls.( now why is dat)
dahs a silly f**ing stunt to pull.
n***az like me bang. [chorus]
rollin in a whitish van.
got dah strally in a nikey bag.
and aint got a icey hand.
but the way i talk white.
i should be the new icecream man.
i keep toasters packed. * Verse*
rolling wid dah loaded mash.
got dah straly wid dah scope and dash.
dese n***az must be smoking crack.
cuz dah nose onda lugger.
is similar to post man pats.
if i ever get my foot inda door.
all dese fake rappers ill be cuttin dem all of.
dese n***az aint bucking in tall off.
diss rap sh** stinks.
im thinking about f**ing it all off.
me and my shooters the lead claps.
and you can come around wid ur dead straps.
tweeze of take of your head back.
( you think giggs is real).
i wanna know hu dah f** sed dah.
ima pistol spraying artist.
and dah most suffisticated hardest.
get a chance ima manipulate dah market.
n***az like me bang.
rollin in a whitish van.
got dah straly in a nikey bag. [Chorus]
and aint got a icey hand.
but the way i talk white.
i should be the new icecream man.