Listen Up

Listen up do you hear me

Next day delivering packs to your doorstep

How I never got caught I just talk less

Talk too much it just gains more stress

So keep that shit off the map

All I had was a sat nav and a pack

And a little slot under the passenger seat for the stash

I used a renter for the mash

Listen up do you hear me

Next day delivering packs to your doorstep

How I never got caught I just talk less

Talk too much it just gains more stress

So keep that shit off the map

All I had was a sat nav and a pack

And a little slot under the passenger seat for the stash

I used a renter for the mash

I remember when it was back in the day

Had to duck and dive like Cassius clay

Looking in the rear view

Blacked out not see through

But what road did it lead to

What road did it lead down

Couldn't speak then so I won't speak now

But meanwhile

Couldn't see then what I can see now

Eyes wide shut

Wish I would of seen how

Then shit got Aggy

No license with my mate in the pazzy

Up and down the UK for nothing less than a monkey

Toured all over this country

I was always active but fuck that trap shit

Making that cash quick

Always match fit

Using different tactics

A to B roads fast quick

blending in with the traffic

Listen up do you hear me

Next day delivering packs to your doorstep

How I never got caught I just talk less

Talk too much it just gains more stress

So keep that shit off the map

All I had was a sat nav and a pack

And a little slot under the passenger seat for the stash

I used a renter for the mash

Listen up do you hear me

Next day delivering packs to your doorstep

How I never got caught I just talk less

Talk too much it just gains more stress

So keep that shit off the map

All I had was a sat nav and a pack

And a little slot under the passenger seat for the stash

I used a renter for the mash

Listen up do you hear me

Next day delivering packs to your doorstep

How I never got caught I just talk less

Talk too much it just gains more stress

So keep that shit off the map

All I had was a sat nav and a pack

And a little slot under the passenger seat for the stash

I used a renter for the mash

In the trenches just taking them risks

From jock to manny just making Bare quids

Not a care in the world, no mortgage no kids

An address, a sat nav, a them things that were vac packed

hands thinking cash but my mind couldn't grasp that

Yano what a matter fact of lad

I Remember when M Charge broke into the yard located the pack

Kept it moving before the plod land

Then shit got peak so I fled the district

My life Back then was a mad ting

I remember I went preston with 50 large and a hand ting

Met man looking like buju Banton

The shit had been tampered hope it don't backspin

Hit the mot quick like Justin Gatlin

Hit the mot quick like Justin Gatlin panicking

Listen up do you hear me

Next day delivering packs to your doorstep

How I never got caught I just talk less

Talk too much it just gains more stress

So keep that shit off the map

All I had was a sat nav and a pack

And a little slot under the passenger seat for the stash

I used a renter for the mash

Listen up do you hear me

Next day delivering packs to your doorstep

How I never got caught I just talk less

Talk too much it just gains more stress

So keep that shit off the map

All I had was a sat nav and a pack

And a little slot under the passenger seat for the stash

I used a renter for the mash