Lyrics

Look Ayo i'm God's child, but i'm still tina's son They weren't on what we were on Bro leaned out of the window and hit three in one I always knew that we'd be on I wrote ball 4 u in tears The p's from see you again went to my peoples mums The sweetest ones think they know me Cause they sit and deep my songs They don't know i slept in my clothes cause weren't no heating on No angels in the place where i'm from It's just demons Never met nines but i put ninas in the nina My head teacher told my mum that i'd be dead if i don't get bagged Felt like i clocked the game the day i gave her 10 bags Cash in a brand new designer bag They calling me a rapper now, i can't lie its kinda mad I can't lie it's kinda weird The lift left me and i couldn't find the stairs Astaghfirullah i done him after friday prayers But on another note, i love you if you hear this mum Was in the court cells with my with my hair in buns Ain't stingy you can ask them i be sharing guns Ayo i'm God's child, but i'm still tina's boy They aint the real mccoy My mum raised me like that it's just me my boy I greased my toy and left it under ashley's couch The other ashleigh mad at me, i wet him right in front her house They nicked her on my case She ain't rat, she a lioness I can't lie i've never been to wireless Had beef on my doorstep I brang it back to my address Couldn't get sweets for the baby, bro we even tried ivf I had to make it happen bro I'm her first born and muslim But this is what my granny prayed in church for Truth is i loved you, and that's why it hurt more Really in the field, i ain't ever played at turf moor Can tell you bout turf wars i really grew up dirt poor Feds at the door you know what they came to search for You know that you aint mean it Why you say them three words for? Live yours, i shoulda been with cench on the world tour
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