P.A.D (Pistols At Dawn) [feat. Potter Payper]

Louis Aura Not anyone can measure my success All the vision I possess I'm possessed, I'm obsessed I detest Money make them love you more That don't mean they hate you less They pay for my arrest Might unrest For the set, I'm doing super sets Snitchin', nah, we shoot for less Make your family move address I'm still in the neighbourhood This AP face got blue baguettes My Rolex's face is ruby red I come from the mud but still somehow I just ooze success Custom Cuban links and umbrellas in my drinks Nanny used to wash my boxes in the sink, what'd you think? I got money now, why let 'em live? I don't know, I don't love her But I got a couple tracksuits at her crib I ain't trying to be the person taking way more than I give In your life, you can't double cross me twice In your life, you won't live to tell the story, I put lives on the line Every time I said Life's on the line, every time Smoking rapper weed, ridin' around London with my pistol Touch me and not find about my killers, that was wishful Every day out, before I leave, it's like a ritual Heard they slimmed him out, I heard they did that boy abysmal Show me to the dough I'm diving in, just like a swimming pool Women think I'm charming but I'm really so despicable I was raised by nanny in the trenches, I ain't typical In the car on phone, just keep the talking to a minimal Yeah, ahh Straight conceited, I completed every obstacle but they just cheated They so greedy, they just tried to take my cake and eat it I'm like, "Take it or just leave it" but they just need it (yeah) Yeah, I'd really love to meet him but I stay competing They was heavy on them numbers but they depleted If it's under couple million, I can't take the meeting (nah) Got a hold of all his details and I'm made him beatin' Yeah, say good evening (switchin') Watchin' for them agents Niggas hate, yeah, we got the game outrageous (outrageous) That explains us I keep my bitches private, fuck the pictures I could make her famous, so persuasive She used to be my favourite Parted ways but we just couldn't sustain it (yeah) That was cool, now I'm different, not just saying it If she calls, mm, just might entertain it, that's entertainment In love with the creator This that estate shit It made me a narrator You're wide awake 'cause you played with Potter's paper Life's a bitch, but that dodgy nigga snaked her He's a traitor I said I had thoughts about my man You should've just dealt with that my way (dealt with that my way) He only just dissed me last weekend (weekend) My niggas just stamped him out Friday In that vicinity Hundred soldiers, they kicked him up infinity It's a chess game, and you just threw your king at me (yeah) I'm too grown, niggas ain't in my proximity He went and did it again, didn't he? (Didn't he?) Idiots, that's liberties All that verbal abuse, they threw shit at me And Hollow came with them boots, you ain't kicking me Just get at me (ahh)