Life I live (Live)

This life that I live ain't fiction

Friends turn to snakes better mind how you pick them

No manual or movie script every annual you move the crib

**** on some boujee shit

**** say that they got you **** must be on some shit

Go jail and all there funds up quick

But the frees and the songs come quick fucked up shit

Prison visits full of mums and chicks

When it's beef fam I know where my gs at

**** say they backed it but I didn't see that

All these **** lie I don't see facts struggling to sleep where you sleep at

Cuz feds just done about 3 laps

Look man in the eye and tell him run all the ps back

He felt the need to cap so broski took off his kneecaps

Come on lil **** why you stunting with 3 racks

Idiot would you believe that am tryna get Mo like jeeracks

Rip bro 18 and a goat didn't know that night when I went sleep and I woke

Worse news in my life I couldn't speak I just froze

I think about you most at nights I can't sleep I just smoke

And the pain don't leave we just cope

I'm drowning in my sorrows but am needing some hope

And the memory of you is what keeps us afloat just wanna speak to my bro

All I had was a pound and a dream every day I was surrounded by fiends

Making money then count till I sleep leave my house get down with the team

I get this money let it drown in my jeans

I remember being bad broke that's broke bad

I was in and out the Ladbrokes that's broke lads

Now am living life that I know am so glad

They we're laughing at me now look they so mad

Money brings me happiness for all the times that I was adamant that money don't bring happiness

I make drinks like its beverages I roll with savages not amateurs

Leave you in a state like Minneapolis

Money in a rubber band am steady on my grind tryna make a bag of sand

You can never see me chilling with a bag of man

When I was broke fam i never really had a hand do you understand

This life that I live ain't fiction

Friends turn to snakes better mind how you pick them

No manual or movie script every annual you move the crib

**** on some boujee shit

**** say that they got you **** must be on some shit

Go jail and all there funds up quick

But the frees and the songs come quick fucked up shit

Prison visits full of mums and chicks

I appreciate every breath so I praise the lord

Learnt from every mistake that I made before

Mummy always told me not to brake the law

It ain't easy when am seeing **** plate ate more

I grew up seeing fake and poor people hate the poor

But somethings are not explainable you just take them raw

I was selling food posted by the Asian store

**** want my back against the wall but i played them all

That shit happened try your luck and come around my strip lacking

My **** kidnap him roll with big weapons press big back tings

Even with my cap on its no capping

All my **** get this cake in money that's the topic for the conversation

Say am hungry that's a understatement

Been on the pavement and we've gone from boys to made men

Money been part of the plan

And my money ain't safe if it hasn't touched the palm of my hand

I been grinding since the start with the fam

I don't par with some man I get this money i ain't part of a gang

I been in and out the bando

Late night counting bankrolls dirty kitchen and this taps cold

Wake up early get this pack sold got to make this cash flow

For this money am a asbo