Tooth for a Tooth

Ah Banks Aight Its gon' be aite Yeah, look I come through like I own this shit I own my shit, ownership, I hope you know this shit I fuck a ting from Pornhub, I bet you know that bitch But I don't ever kiss and tell, I can't expose no bitch Where would I be without my drugs? (Fuck) Money ain't enough, I need happiness and love I need people I can trust at times, loneliness is fucked But I would rather be alone than mixed up, it's nuts I got youngins that I'm younger than I went through trials and tribulations as a younger man First man in my gang to see a hundred grand Rich people problems, you wouldn't understand I'm still out here on some shit, trying to feed my fam Weed so loud that my neighbours asked to keep it down Maybe I'm too old for this game, I feel like Peter Pan Fuck spendin' money on drip, I need a piece of land In the teahouse, sweatin', I ain't stopped for days Whole block stinkin' of gelato, I don't fuck with haze Holler at my brother, mate if you wan't some flake I aint gotta fuck with cocaine, I got bud for days Runnin' through these rentals with my brother flames I aint a shooter but I punch you in your fucking face Raising up a storm, I ain't riding, waves, flow still hot Like I popped it in the microwave My bro's either balling or they crashing Either one they do, they do with passion Richest man I met told me never follow fashion He had mill's up in the bank and left his trainers looking battered Dealing with the matters, bag upon my jacket I'm still tryin' to find a balance, lunchtime, sandwiches in Harrods Hit me up for clout I get you covered up in claret Now repeat after me like a motherfuckin' parrot No cap when I rap, I'm only giving you facts The way I run through a pack, I need a platinum plaque I got to work on my jacks, and hit the curb for some cash I went from Barnet to Milton Keynes searching for cats No cap when I rap, I'm only giving you facts The way I run through a pack No sleep man, I barely get naps I got weedheads moving like cats Ask akh, I get rid of forty-one like it's crack Fake love everywhere that I go If I don't get it off my friends it's probably off of my hoes If she never had no use then I would leave her alone But right now she's sucking dick and she's cleaning my clothes And if he didn't put in work, then I'd be sending him home Hustle hard or would you rather be broke Whatever's floating your boat You ain't no plug if you ain't buying in bulk I owe my plug 25 and he's still flying me loads I just stay inspired off my past My own people seen me starving, they still left me there to starve Certified banks, your favourite rapper, know my bars I've been rapping ten years and still ain't bought a fuckin' yard Look, had to start again and then start again Then I had to start again again, and then start again Feeling like I'm back at half-time and missed half the game On this journey I lost half my mates In a room full of family but I feel out of place Everybody tell me that it's love but all I feel is hate All I see is snakes, it's like I can't escape Wake up and smell the coffee or you won't relate Wake up and smell the coffee or you won't relate