Normal (feat. Kojey Radical)

Juls Baby Yo Easy Ok. Straight in My enemies leave faceless Can't slip, can't leave no traces Put faith in the books like Ma$e did Gracious, I found truth in statements Found self on distant stages. Man can't tell me about patience. Spent nights in the darkest places. Man can't tell me about grind Ten toes put holes in trainers Can't parlay with pagans Old friends now distant strangers Old money make new friends later Long time since minimum wages Long time since man has seen angels Like wait, where Ok, you're bad now cool Young boy move like man ah old skool G's I know said they don't know you So we roll through your ends like man ah local Like um, ok you're bad now, cool. Go on then do a what a bad man do I know G's that will test that gangster Make man lean like criminal smooth Like whoa. Mic to mouth. Cheque to cheque And I still go city to city repping the set like whoa Who got now? I got next. Like don't lack. You wanna slip i'm at necks. Like whoa. Still do the trouble with no stress. And I still got a couple of tenants that owe rent like whoa. Couple of seconds till mans vex and my Bruddas wanna shoot the breeze like air vents We make this shit look normal We make this shit look normal I got a couple of scars that ain't normal I know a couple bruddas that ain't cordial We make this shit look normal We make this shit look normal I got a couple of poems that ain't formal But we just load the pen up and aim for you We make this shit look normal We make this shit look normal I got a couple of scars that ain't normal I know a couple bruddas that ain't cordial We make this shit look normal We make this shit look normal I got a couple of poems that ain't formal But we just load the pen up and aim for you Active, man can't tell be bout active Loose lips sink ships like anchors Manamana had strength samson Manamana knew tons like Stuey Still by any means like Malcom Them man just talk won't do it Them man run yute like fountain Mind mine, then I stack my stack my Me nuh bother with no bad vibe. Bad mind Still im coming for the crown, yeah that time Yeah that time. Likkle bit late like black time Oi big man. Oi big man. Black skin don't mean come trick man. Black thoughts in a blacked out whip man. From the block man been run distance Cool. Come again. Cool. Try Again. Cool. Try tek man fool, Man a get spun. Stone cold stun. Pen up and done. Bangers on deck when I tuck them jewels Bangers on deck when I grip that bass Still got love for the birds like Wayne Gally like 'Cool'. Man are like 'Safe' Lizzie like 'Hi' then 'I know your face' Well, all the fake love might make man rich. Still got love for my G's in the bits. 233 +44 +27. Say we run it like this. All the fake love might make man cold, Know I been that. Know I been this. Know I been down, now they call man King We make this shit look normal We make this shit look normal I got a couple of scars that ain't normal I know a couple bruddas that ain't cordial We make this shit look normal We make this shit look normal I got a couple of poems that ain't formal But we just load the pen up and aim for you We make this shit look normal We make this shit look normal I got a couple of scars that ain't normal I know a couple bruddas that ain't cordial We make this shit look normal We make this shit look normal I got a couple of poems that ain't formal But we just load the pen up and aim for you Them can't done the dance like me Didn't wanna know now they look like me Ring ring ring, but they get declined Only got day one g's round me Run up in the set like hi it's me Same old codes from 4-0-G Them can't run the dance like me