Bando Baby Diaries (feat. Young Adz)

If your heart ain't fully in the streets, take your leg out Serious (Yo, man like Mondo) Yeah If your heart ain't fully in the streets, take your leg out If your heart ain't fully in the streets, then take your leg out They caught him on the corner, gave him six, that nigga bled out Niggas gettin' nicked, some snitched, team fell out Gang started and ended in less than one year, this ting's dead out She loves when I'm in her yard 'cause she ain't gotta beg Two on one, six on three, that's how I pay my rent Dependin' how the town's movin' And what these other shotters got them used to Psychology is crucial I Google check the whole town, then I route And when I serve a fiend, they better put the shots in their mouth I told these niggas, "Don't involve me in your raps" Honour my wishes, don't involve me with your cap I didn't travel 100 miles to do two for 15 Or four for 25, let that stay in the local trap I infiltrate the town, I just need one local cat I send a bitch to bring the burners up, see where your soldiers at What you know about trap so far, to reload the whole block, it's gonna take a day? Like, you can catch a plane or put it on a train Blud, this point in my life, I just found so much comfort in pain Who's to blame? Let me put this to you, simple, plain I met a young G and his life was so innocent, tame Knocked on my bando one time and I saw his face He was my runner's friend, so I never sent for him, he came So, I G-check him, ask about his life and what he's seen He's a good kid, his mum kicked him out for smokin' weed Apart from that, I can't say what went wrong Blud, he played for the MK Dons I'm like, "Call your mum and let her know you're in a dirty trap And your life's about to change 'cause you'll end up servin' crack I'll come back tomorrow, if you're here, then you're here But once you start this life, broski, I don't wanna see tears" So, I left, and he did And she said whatever she said, but what she said didn't stick So I come back the next day with pebs for the strip He's like, "I'm here" and huggin' it, and, broski, "I ain't no kid" I'm like, "A'ight, G, best learn to bank and shank Bando Baby don't lose no packs, and don't get jerked Do the nitty shotters, stay on volts, go berserk" In six months, his life changed for the worse I think he done four towns, got jerked Jerked niggas, put in work, turned savage, turned worse Court cases got turned What this innocent kid with a grin turned into makes me sick And you know how the dirty game ended Fightin' for his life with a murder case pending Mummy on the rows takin' all of the attention The guilt that she feels broke her heart, she can't mend it