[ Featuring KayMuni ]
(Al made it special)
(Damn, Noah)
Hmm
You wanna know why guys my age can't chat to me?
Cah I was sixteen, two sticks and twenty racks, my G
Four lines, all mine, bro, I weren't no runner
Splashed him, went juvies for the whole summer
I caught case after case, I had no luck
Phoned everybody in my phone, they had no grub
I couldn't get a co-sign, govs still pullin' up at road time
I don't miss my hoes, I miss my old line
Two hundred cats in my phone book, I know all of them
Cah I started off with a cat then found more of them
Made 'em line every single trapper they can think of
I don't care if he's high, I'll still make him do the cling run
We was doin' bin runs, stuck on the threes and the fours
My cats gassed, they ain't never seen me in Dior's
I was sleepin' on floors, they don't even call me Kay there
They love me, I'm the only that stays there
Slept in the HMO, five rooms in it, they're all crack fiends
I was drawin' cats, not bad B's
Baggin' up buj, moved the phone from the scales
I'ma still get paid long as Bonez don't go jail, he caught a case too
I was goin' Scotty tryna break through cah I couldn't make do
My line went slow and I hate sittin' down
One day I'ma have a million pound, a Lambo and the biggest house
'Til then I'm in the trenches billin' loud
I was goin' Scotty tryna break through cah I couldn't make do
My line went slow and I hate sittin' down
One day I'ma have a million pound, a Lambo and the biggest house
'Til then I'm in the trenches billin' loud
You wanna know why I say guys my age can't chat to me?
Cah I was sixteen, a hundred thousand in the bag for me
Double digits on my shank, I love causin' a catastrophe
I weren't even trappin', I was goin' on a stabbin' spree
So much times left my iPhone at my mummy's crib
Said I had enough but all these jewels, I fell in love with it
My shooter wanna shoot, don't wanna drive, it's like he's stuck with it
If we're on a glide, I tell him, "Bine," he's gonna let it rip
He's gonna let it smoke out
Too much weed smokers in my camp, let the smoke out
Ready up and roll out, time to put the pole down
Catch me at a shawty's crib, phone on DND
Her whole back is gettin' blown out
It's right that we break through
All them inductions that we scraped through
They think I wanna rap but I get paid too
It's different when it's drillers tellin' rappers that it ain't true
It's different when it's trappers tellin' drillers what the flake do
I was goin' Scotty tryna break through cah I couldn't make do
My line went slow and I hate sittin' down
One day I'ma have a million pound, a Lambo and the biggest house
'Til then I'm in the trenches billin' loud
I was goin' Scotty tryna break through cah I couldn't make do
My line went slow and I hate sittin' down
One day I'ma have a million pound, a Lambo and the biggest house
'Til then I'm in the trenches billin' loud
I was goin' Scotty tryna break through cah I couldn't make do
My line went slow and I hate sittin' down
One day I'ma have a million pound, a Lambo and the biggest house (Al made it special)
'Til then I'm in the trenches billin' loud
