[Intro]
(Echo Online)
(A-U-X)
(Hxdes on the beat)
(O-Okay, Hxdes, the fuck?)
(Cairo)

[Verse]
Pattern them plates and change them boogz
I'm en-route to a next man's hood
I try do it like Didier Drogba, rainbow flicks when we're out on the woods
Circle the Trey, avoid them jakes, and hope one of them get cooked
Or dig that down in my Air Force, couldn't give a fuck if I crease these boogz
I can't run with my ting like Shuuds
He don't ride when he knows he should
Opp thots wanna tek this wood
Cah we turn up live and they know what's good
Throwin' up C's, get diced and cooked
And I dodged two packs like my manager Suge
Don't come to my block but I wish they would
And I know that they wish they could
All he heard was whoosh and his bredrin pushed
Lean out the ride like Boyz n the Hood
In the blink of an eye, gang turned that kush
Splash that down till a grown man shush
Didn't have no cars, so we done it on foot
See me in the flesh and they're more than shook
Can't ask where I'm from, man know man's hood (Can't ask where I'm from, man knows man's hood)
Yo, my face too bait, can't make no mistakes when I get in this ride
Suttin gon' dead if I feed this knife
It's hungry lookin' for flesh to bite
Please touch my buttons, I ain't nothin' like vibes
Get splashed on sight for chillin' offside
Hilltop O straight down to the 5
It's live, get it done for my LT guys
Dosh was old, but he weren't that wise
Didn't die for the nyash, but he still got fried
Fuck a meet & greet cah the beef is peak, rather mash my meat and stay inside
We put the L in live, can't cease till BruckSav put it in drive
New Park Road, bare killers and bine
Can't cut thru here, you can lose your life
My new one's cute with the chinky eyes love stayin' at home and watchin' Kai
Old ting's pissed can't be all mine (Why?)
Bitch was too outside
Eye for a eye, tooth for a tooth, they were woofin' on bro till we took his life
Countless man's been shot and diced
Can't talk what I've done cah I could get life
N1's nuts, that's Jekyll and Hyde
Just run for your life if LB's live
Free fat Speng, man I miss that guy
FYI, put 6 in the sky
Live on the net, real life they're shy
Can't chat for the guys cah their shanks are dry
Old school friends, had to cut them ties
You can go ask K if I'm talkin' lies, it's live
I couldn't tell you a time that I thought twice
I just hopped out the ride and splashed it, back to the ends and dash my knife
These Clapham yutes are tired
It's P-block now cah their big bro died
You know the meanin', we are the reason
SAD season and they keep on dyin'
It's fryin'