Kicking down the motorway alone in a rental

Puffing on the dank thinking rah my life's mental

Chatting to my youngen 'bout the o's that he just went through

I don't see him much these days cause I ain't meant to narr

I told him stay away from all them dudes

And I know them Instagram hoes might tempt you

But just remember we a different kettle of fish

And haters are watching cah they know you got that peng food

Keep your circle tight fuck who's around it

You think them boy there won't crumble I doubt it

Shits crazy I can tell you all about it

In o'12 I went jail for making brown flip

And the jakes had man's worker in the station lying

He told them I'm that town's main supplier

I couldn't believe this ungrateful guy

You see my man I swear down I changed his life

And then he started snitching ta'rarted ta'rarted

Telling them every likkle last bit

Look I was in my cell when I got them case papers

And when I read them no lie my heart ripped

Real talk I wouldn't wish that on no man

Your main worker snitching it's no joke fam

That's why I tell my young boys move properly

And know who you're grinding with on these roads

Let it run

Let it run

Let me give it to them second

Ahh Pain

Cheah

What you know about being so low that it's embarrassing

Especially when everybody thinks that you're managing

Locked down and family still needing p's cuz

I remember checking my spends I never had a thing

Had to look at myself like what's happening

You came back to jail and money started vanishing

Shit I was too proud to holla at the bros them

I started with a half of burn and started patterning

Real shit **** no lies I've had so many ups and downs in my life

I was in the block in Belmarsh when I called Mumzie and she told me that my Dad died

She couldn't believe it nor could I

Shit I didn't even get the chance to say bye

My Sis was talking 'bout Bro you can cry

But she knows that I'm numb to death since Nan died ahh

I couldn't even comfort the famo

There's only so much that I could do from the can bro

Tryna get the chaplain to get me to the funeral

Even if I'm chained like Django

But the governors were playing with man's dome

Saying that I can't go then saying I can go then saying I can't go

I told them little pricks they better pray I don't see them when I land road