I was riding shotgun with a shotgun trynna catch me a hot one 28 grams was chopping and bagging it up till my oibay got done fuck that life I lived still no regrets till I'm put in a box Josh Addo Car bruva dassit my bra let's trot ay

Aye brother let's trot, seen cunts get got
Seen cunt get knocked ay
Seen cops rock up take my ghee's straight from the block ay
Came a long way from run run non stop
Now we out on this music yeh we heading for the top

Tell me why they lie in there tracks lad these cunts need to go back track I was adlay back then they had converses and snap backs cunts get mixed up like my snack pack had gloves n ballys in backpacks urchin the Fckn block grab that hottie and bang then dash that ay

Rolling with ganstas poppping smoke at these fakesters
Yeh they ain't riders cuz there writers that be statements
They scared of there oops that's why there covering faces
Lad I got I rich dreams, that's paper chasin

Always keep it on me just incase they wanna step
I gotta thank the lord that I'm still here yeah lad I'm blessed
Too many want my head yeah too many want me dead
But I'll X em out the game if they fking my bread

I know they want my head but I'm breathing that mean they p*ssy when it's crunch time my brother then bring it to me I'm a soldier on the grind no stopping no coming for me I ain't never worried run it up until I'm buried yeh

Oz funk don bro came out the cage
And cunts that talked went missing
Uso I'll keep a kitchen for a mission on a gronk that's switching
hundreds n fifty's got me itching
Fck all of my opposition
They envy the life that we livin I'm up in the game with no competition ay
Send me the location
Like Dave Watch em get wasted
ain't no gta we ain't playing traps gon get raided ay
They cutting loose ends
Aint no barber watch them get faded
None of my team get traded no nba bra they'll get bladed ay

Uso tell em why we do this cause I think they know lad
If they test my pride then we can go and fcken throw that
Two of South West best yeah lad they ready know that
Know I gotta thank the lord cos I got the little bro back

Always keep it on me just incase they wanna step
I gotta thank the lord that I'm still here yeah lad I'm blessed
Too many want my head yeah too many want me dead
But I'll X em out the game if they fking my bread

I know they want my head but I'm breathing that mean they p*ssy when it's crunch time my brother then bring it to me I'm a soldier on the grind no stopping no coming for me I ain't never worried run it up until I'm buried yeh