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Fuck all of that cap, fam
I’m back with a bang
Fuck a satnav I know it like the back of my hand
True I lacked once, never I ain’t lacking again
Told my mum last year that I ain’t trapping again
Trap most weekends
You ain’t leaving your bed
Me and Wadz squeeze 4 bad bs in a Benz
CEO a trendsetter they be stealing my sauce
Your bitch like every single pic that I post
I’m not scared of going broke no more
I don’t even smoke no more
I’m on point for sure
I just blew a little bag on Dior
I just found a bag of sand on my draw
It was coins before
Posted by the convenience store
Shit weren't convenient though
They wanna be like your boy
Cench why you being so awks
Only if you seen what I saw
You’d probably be an informer
Feds jumping out of cars
Badder she from West, must be one of ours
Dumb hoe she want revenge tryna fuck one of my dargs
Like say I wasn’t gonna pass it from the start
Try and touch me to the heart, nah not even
Bout to wake them up and the alarm start beeping
Didn’t have a pound in the corner store theifing
If brodi come around he’ll make your heart start beating
Mum told me find a skill I told her that I will
I’m a author, everything I write is that real
They reciting it
True they be rating it
Trill if you’re real you relate to it
Still I’m invasive
Win it so I take it
Don’t want conversation
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Time I ain’t dating
Try and motivate them
Anyhow they hating
Tell them they can suck their mother till her legs shaking
I don’t need no rental
Whips in my vids I’m influential
Bitch on my dick I’m intellectual
Extraterrestrial
Hit her with a breaststroke
And I love a doggytsyle, fucking on her mongrel
Said I got a big head, but I’m humble
Got that girl a dick there, make her come more
Surrounded by these snakes, I’m a lion in the jungle
Tell that boy to say it with his chest why he mumbling
Slipping stumbling tripping tumbling
I don’t really care about the beef I’m getting money
Every time you hear me on a beat I’m gonna duppy it
Every time they see me on the screen they gonna copy it
Over and out
I don’t chase gyal
I just chase cash
I don’t chase clout
Spots getting hot, think they clocked the safe house
Stop drop and roll, trap getting flamed out
Cench is getting money see he bought a chain now
He ain’t in the hood I wonder where he stay now
Seeing him all over the gram he’s bait now
Fuck what everybody be saying I stay down
I love to think that all my bros real, maybe they ain’t
All these smiles all in my face, maybe they fake
Path that I chose, may not be the way
No pain no gain that’s what they say
Selling class As, shit that make your heart race
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Member I was down below, I was in a dark place
Trapping out the bungalow, get them in the stairway
I don’t wanna chat back then they used to air me
When you’re flying packs in the trap no fair play
Pull up to your gaff with the mash where the safe at
I know how it goes on the road so I pray akh