There For Me

Come a long way from eating prison food

Now I'm in the studio with man I used to listen to

Grew up on my own, fam I had to learn a thing or two

Rioting on that wing, we'll get it popping in the dinner queue

Told bro "I'ma pull up in a Lamborghini"

Me and Bee, two waps, it was a mazzaleeni

Now I'm banging out these packs, you know they're fucking TT

Fam we're really selling packs, you know we've gotta repeat

Never left my yard without my shank

When I never had nothing I had dreams of robbing banks

They weren't there when I was broke

Now they're screaming that they're gang

All them times I couldn't cope, I ain't never need a hand

Big MAC with the bell, I used to trap from my cell

Looking back I done well, still got my flick by my belt

First time I saw a wrapper I was twelve

More time I'm on my own cah I'm good by myself

They weren't there for me

Doing music and road, do it carefully

Now I'm fucking up these shows, they're all here for me

They tried banning my shows, I've got feds on me

What you got for me?

I'm still running man down with the dots on me

I don't want no fame man, it's not for me

Doing music and road, do it properly

And this life got me stressed, I don't ride with a vest

I know they wanna be me, I see them trying their best

I know some Pakis up north, they'll put their knife in your chest

And if I have a record deal I'll still ride till I'm dead

They ain't got you like they say, I was robbing everyday

When I'm broke fam I pray, I need that pain to go away

See the feds and do the dash, I'm just tryna see the cash

Give me grub I'll do you wrong, I won't ever bring it back

I was in and out them flats, I was giving out them packs

And I'll still stab you in your face so don't be thinking that I cap

I still trap for the Lizzy

Up and down the M, you know that rap got me busy

I just hit a milli now I'm fucking up my city

Feds spun the whip, they nearly bagged me with a flicky

Rob him for a brick, I'll get him lined by a nitty

Take him for a prick, I'll put a five on the mizzy

They weren't there for me

Doing music and road, do it carefully

Now I'm fucking up these shows, they're all here for me

They tried banning my shows, I've got feds on me

What you got for me?

I'm still running man down with the dots on me

I don't want no fame man, it's not for me

Doing music and road, do it properly