[Intro]
(Rah that RJay on the track)
Bro-broski told me, "Hell I'm back"

[Verse]
Broski told me, "Hell I'm back with shit you've never seen"
Bitches call us Pablo, got the strip like Medellin
From young selling wraps to these fiends
Started rapping in these streets
No, trust me I ain't trapping in these streets
My n*ggas too active on these streets
Little bumpy on the beat, little n*gga clap the wap so discret
You wouldn't know it's him and deffo wouldn't know it's me
Crack pot going crazy, no I couldn't even breathe
I smoke loud since a youngin, just a trauma trouble kid
All that shit they say thеy did but them brothers nevеr did
Cause I was on the strip when I didn't have shit
Man them n*ggas never rid and ain't never licked the brick
[?] got a yute man you gotta look after your kid
Boy it is what it is, this is life on the bits
Ever felt so low like your life ain't worth shit
I'm really from the dead [?], puttin in the dirt shifts
If it's that then it's that, trust me we stay mashing packs
Nuttin' that I rap is cap, can't stop I won't relax
Until I'm counting millies catch me jugging for [?]
[?], come too hot and I'll be honest that's a fact
Jakes on my case and I got askar on my back
But we gotta take that risk so we really serving cats
Make sure when I arrive you're the at bottom of your flat
Cah it's 5 PM, I'm locking off, ain't coming back
Look into my soul you see the fire in my eyes
Demon in the dark and I got pain that's in disguise
They always asking "Zino how did you make it out alive?"
I licked a brizzy of that flizzy and sent it to my guy
I'm just trynna make this money rain triple multiply
Cali packs like Mist I'm feeling way too high
And I don't know why bro died but I just blame his pride
Different occasions done it numerous times
Fuck the rumours they just humorous lies
I'm in this Lambo trynna cruise in the night
I done so much wrong think I would lose the light
But I just keep on jugging never run out of sight
I keep on running my runner out of time
But we won't run out of cats
Them n*ggas run out of lies, these bruddas gripping their shanks
Me I'm gripping my 9, and ask my broski man I'm riding for mine
These bruddas capping they ain't gripping the bine
No way...