[First Beat]
Money, drugs, gun, sex, there nothing more to it
Me I just run up these readies, I'm tryna do it like I'm Jewish
High speed chase on the mains it coulda been a 8 but bro just threw it
I do this ting live in the streets, I keep the darg close like Brian and Stewie
I need me a one the same size as me like Scooby
How many times did we fill up the whooptie? You was with bae just tryna play footsie
Times that we done up induction, then 2 weeks later they moved me
Who would've thought I one lean with the groupies?
Copper and lead on the block
Pain in my chest, before I bled on the block
But how many times did we go there and do it? And bro just sped on the block
Bags full of sweets no Chewits, leave you with more than bruises
This ain't no snooker ball in a sock
They think I do juju, I left the jakes all clueless
2 times sat down for some food ish, yard smelling like sewers
Touch road and I'm straight back to it
T-house just too humid, all of the coins that we spent on juices
We probably could've bought Loubs with
[/] me and Brad had the sawn-off rusty one that we used to link moves with
Run down opps till the undies come, big [?] I'm tryna spill juice with
Skeng sound like the base of the beat come like I just looped it
Catch one in your chest, but I ain't come to play cupid
It's been too much museli and porridge, I didn't finish off college
I could've been changing fuses
But I just grab this work and I put the blade straight through it
See a opp put a blade straight through it
How many times man see a opp on the mains, then I watch the gang just lose it
[Second Beat]
Heavy metal
Gang go do this shit all out, and that's when they will respect you
We gotta apply all this pressure, they cannot be disrespectful
[?], because they all know that it's levels
Real talk they know that it's levels
TImes that I cooked in that kettle and metal, I hit induction and settled those metals
My cutlery was a metal, that's why I love me some metal
Bad b come to the Niz for the d, but it ain't nothing but leisure
It come like the d made of metal, [?] sure we digging for treasure
Step round there all I need is metal, really take risks it's mental
We already knew bout drilling, before we ever done it on the instrumentals
We would ride with metal on pedals, before we ever done it in rentals
Back then it was kitchen utensils, real life we come a long way from pencils
Put sweets in the skeng, but they come out more like Strepsils
They hustle goes right to my vessels
I got the fiends moving like United, back in the 90s they coming for trebles
I went and got myself indicted, I done a good finish and I made the net nestle
I done it from kway like Hernan Crespo
TT smelling like Dettol, distribute balls like Deco
I love my one level on a trackie, I couldn't care less about Kenzo
Heavy metal, AM with the Skengdo
I still step with my shank, cah every little helps like Tesco