Step in the bando, feelin' like Pablo

With nothin' but bricks in sight (Let's work)

From scales, pots and bowls

I'ma see a mil' off the kitchen side

'Cause I feel like Meech when I'm up all night

Just me countin' paper

That's no convo for informers

And a load of corn for the haters

Step in the bando, feelin' like Pablo

With nothin' but bricks in sight (Let's work)

From scales, pots and bowls

I'ma see a mil' off the kitchen side

'Cause I feel like Meech when I'm up all night

Just me countin' paper

That's no convo for informers

And a load of corn for the haters

I feel like Pablo, step in a bando

And let me change your life

I don't change on ****, I remix dinners

Turn on and change the price

I got fed up of broken dreams

I stepped out and I made shit real

You ever done you the maths like this, yeah?

This phone's gonna make me a mil'

And bro got IPP and 8 years gone

Still tryna appeal

And Jas got nicked with a wap

'Bout 5 years gone, he's still on violence

And me, I feel at home when at the stove, just me and the pirates

And when I get nicked, only question is how the feds gonna deal with silence?

I feel like Meech when I break down bricks, but money ain't new to me

I used to hit fiends, 2 shots on each

And I used to give 2 for free

Now I count up racks till my fingers hurt

And I get brain stupidly

'Cause it was me and 0, I never needed a home

All I need is a stupid fiend

I flew north for a new machine

Then I few 'Dam just to check the plug

When I drive by, I don't wave at ****

When I was low I didn't get no hugs

Now my jewelry set costs 50 bags

They wanna be friends and stuff

Gotti's itchin' to test this pump

Whole town itchin' to test this stuff

Step in the bando, feelin' like Pablo

With nothin' but bricks in sight (Let's work)

From scales, pots and bowls

I'ma see a mil' off the kitchen side

'Cause I feel like Meech when I'm up all night

Just me countin' paper

That's no convo for informers

And a load of corn for the haters

Step in the bando, feelin' like Pablo

With nothin' but bricks in sight (Let's work)

From scales, pots and bowls

I'ma see a mil' off the kitchen side

'Cause I feel like Meech when I'm up all night

Just me countin' paper

That's no convo for informers

And a load of corn for the haters

I feel like Columbus takin' trips

How many times did I take me a risk?

I spent last year servin' fiends

This year the phone's doin' 30 keys

I used to need advice, now I see them guys

And I swear they just talk too much

I put forks in grub, in the trap we trust

'Cause I ain't gettin' paid off love

And I feel like Slim when I break down the bricks

First time brought a tear to my eye

I lost years inside, didn't see them guys

Now everybody's feelin' the kid

I can't whip no o, I put bricks on stoves

And make sure the whole team eats

'Cause it was me on the most, 2 bricks of both

Hopin' nobody notice me

I went to the grime when shit got hard

Never went home just to make a change

I keep it real, bro keeps it still

And my left wrist stays 18k

And the cutest thots and I've Gucci drops

And pullin' on Cuban chains

But to tell you the truth, only a good day in O's gonna make my day

Step in the bando, feelin' like Pablo

With nothin' but bricks in sight (Let's work)

From scales, pots and bowls

I'ma see a mil' off the kitchen side

'Cause I feel like Meech when I'm up all night

Just me countin' paper

That's no convo for informers

And a load of corn for the haters

Step in the bando, feelin' like Pablo

With nothin' but bricks in sight (Let's work)

From scales, pots and bowls

I'ma see a mil' off the kitchen side

'Cause I feel like Meech when I'm up all night

Just me countin' paper

That's no convo for informers

And a load of corn for the haters