Potter Payper - #MicCheck - Potter Payper Freestyle lyrics

[Verse] I grew up on basic, I ain't have no f**ing sky box Now I see it all like I'm in the sky box I'm riding round my city like the huntsman on his white horse I get back to the trap like I came from the future, it's survival I fear god and not reprisals My bros locked down and k**ing parcels To this lifestyle we so partial I smoke this weed I drink this drink I think I'm Marshall, talking 'bout my marge Or how my dad was mirage No violins, I'm pulling strings like guitars I'm blowing up like Hamas So now the jakes wanna lock me on some Shmurda sh** Where you been if you ain't heard of him Cause I've been living in this world of sin, just know the struggle is real sh**, I'm trying to turn this pain into a couple mil My peers living out my worst fears Prison got them man there stuck on [steel?Still?] Cause these c*nt old bill You better tell your mum you love her still But the sun don't shine till her son comes home Shame the streets the only love he knows Like some man I know Got me reminiscing 20/20 vision I can see him in the distance I came up in the noughties Richmond and my rizlas Wishing on a big bit Persistent and consistent, man that's just good business Murder no witness When I roll my dice I roll sixes Broke rapper on some rich sh** Blowing ammie with a thick b**h Drink It straight, no we don't mix this When I roll I throw sixes Broke rapper on some rich sh** Blowing ammie with a thick b**h Drink It straight, no we don't mix this sh** I gotta stay off these roads These sessions they aid my progression in bulk I can't see through this smoke These streets just evoke these emotions These beats give me hope My back's on these ropes if I stand here alone I stand with my heart, I guess this G's in my soul They made me broke the mode Caught a case never told sh**, there ain't enough years in this world to make me fold Pa** my plate and my bowl I treat this place like my home Cause when I'm home I just roam For a face on a note See all their hating is jokes, cause at times I hate me the most Give me cake, let me ghost Give me space, let me ghost Get my foot through the door, cause when it rains blud it pours out here Grew up poor 'round here Where everybody's got the same cry but no one cares This just life as we know it Till I took history and rewrote it Both eyes on who you keep closest Cause the same man you chilling, you smoke with They could have you in the ville with the roaches sh** I thought you had my back though How you Donnie Brasco? You a rodent Nine million socials, that's what my brothers got to cope with That's a million socials That's what my brothers gotta cope with A million socials