Outro

Ayo, TR

Go crazy on these ****, man

I love my real friends that make me feel comfy

Fuck them fake guys that got me doubting do they love me

And them snakey close ones keep their distance

But I'm onto them, it's 'cause they're

Doing something that they shouldn't be

It's like no one keeps it real these days

All the acting and performing coming in like the circus

I clock haters moving funny but show love to everyone around me

And they're doing it on purpose

And why does it take someone to die for everyone

To get together and have a big drink up?

These manny rappers make me feel let down

The way they dick ride out-of-towners for a feature or a link up

Remember when the gang stuck together, whole team moving proper

Then them new faces just popped up

I could have a new set of friends any day of the week

But I just want the ones that are dead or locked up

Been through some deep shit from a young age

So when I think back, I feel like the chosen one

Domestic violence going on in my head

But in reality, nothing's even going on

Blame it on pops, had to let some deep stuff off my chest and my mind

But really, it's about time

One love to all the soldiers with no mums

I sit back and think how I would cope without mine

And if I die, give half of my stack to my little bro

And tell him that I said, "Keep flipping it"

And if it's rats that done it, tell Ghost bring the waps out

And every man better put a clip in it

Tell my plug look out for a guy called Ziggy

Throwing bricks so he can keep whipping it

The other half's for my mother and my sister and my daughter

Why'd you think I'm out here in the thick of it?

Have you ever had to lie to the council that your

Mum is your auntie and you're just there visiting?

I used to be a family of five all sharing one

Bedroom on Lane Estate, are you listening?

I went from rags to riches, now I'm balling in Italian

You can call me Sunday Balotelli

But this life ain't what it seems, what you know

About depression or bare anxiety up in your belly?

I've took man up off the block and given jobs overseas

Now he just gets it in by the ocean

But the game's fucked up, my head had just

Made fifty stacks in a day and felt no emotion

Is there any purpose behind what you do or say

Or are you just doing it for a lot of clout?

Growing up, I've watched man die or get lifed

Off and a few years later, get forgot about

The game ain't based on sympathy, watch your close ones

A lot of guys and girls have got a set price

People will befriend you to get in position

Then snake you and bounce as soon as they get nice

Dedicated my life to them phones and them nitties

Yeah, I might have dough, but ain't got no life

The trap will have you pushing good girls to the side

Make the right choice before you end up with a hoe wife

Ayo, TR

Go crazy on these ****, man