Hurricane Hunt - Issues lyrics

[Verse 1: Wretch] Doing this for Poppy and Buckhead Be the first n***a that I saw without a budget Little sister saying f** it My little brudda saying f** it They'd rather leave their fate in front of judges Didn't I teach you how to be the next stunners? Didn't I teach you how to k** the whole summer? Didn't you see me turn words into numbers? Tasmanian devils tryna be the Roadrunners But I love 'em Got my mum moving stubborn I guess being black and white's their true colours Cause where I'm from, most of our parents are redundant Small family, I had to pair up both my cousins If the shoe fits, you've gotta wear 'em till there's bunions Cuh you ain't been to London till you've been inside the dungeon Yeah [Verse 2: Avelino] Yeah Crazy how my drive drive me crazy My home was mental when my cousin tried to k** me Now he's in a mental home, kind of crazy Like my bird, man, she wants a baby She want a BM, I want a Mercedes Either way, she's whipped to a 90s baby Wavy Who the f** wants issues? My n***a never missing your n***a, it never miss you Who the f** want pistols? Shoot for stars, shoot the bloodclart missile Yeah, I swear down My n***a what's mine was yours, it's theirs now We came so far, thrones are just chairs now I'm firing shots at the bar, I've got bare rounds And I'm f**ing wavy F-f-f-f**ing wavy [Hook: Loick Essien] None of these n***as are on my level I'm tryna find the Roley with the presidental bezel This is my come-up, this is my come-up Keep it so dungeon, oh, I am so London This is a one-of-one, oh, there is no other You're only f**ing a n***a cause he's bought you some Balmain Looking for the money and the women, n***a, yeah, we want the whole thing I've been OT on my ooh no I've been spending this money all on my ooh no Getting money, how the f** would you know? I've been OT on my ooh no [Verse 3: Hurricane Hunt] I was OT on my Jones In the 15 with me and my bros Top down in the winter, too grown Move rocks, got bands, that's a rolling stone True say, man have always been about, I don't ever stop The gyal you running down, type of gyal I be sending shop Down the lab to buy, when I buss, she be getting off You can have a thousand Gs with you and still get a box Yeah, and that's some new ish You n***as sitting on the block don't ever do ish She says the beat mad, and that my music She said I changed, I said I don't wanna lose it Cause nowadays we switch side for colours like a Rubik's In the booth or the trap, man, I do bits I take the piss, plus I never give two sh**s Pa** me the glove, I don't care if the shoe fits, Hurra [Hook: Loick Essien] None of these n***as are on my level I'm tryna find the Roley with the presidental bezel This is my come-up, this is my come-up Keep it so dungeon, oh, I am so London This is a one-of-one, oh, there is no other You're only f**ing a n***a cause he's bought you some Balmain Looking for the money and the women, n***a, yeah, we want the whole thing I've been OT on my ooh no I've been spending this money all on my ooh no Getting money, how the f** would you know? I've been OT on my ooh no