Nah, fam, *** with these street niggas, man Street or the real niggas, my guy All we hear, fam, are Kanye, Kanye All niggas can't tell if I'm fake, I hear All the real niggas be in jail No, no, no Bitch, you *** all the real niggas Big Zico Go in them Brodie, please phone Cody A man got touched at the donut shop Aye, hope he recovers in a week If not, it's peak, he owes man quack Put that to the back of my mind right now Black trainers, black tracksuit, black gloves What happens on up block stays on up block We do not ride that with a loose tongue You are not bad, what have you done? Sissy, me get three man down in a night She don't know I did that more than once I hate pigs, call them count Cunch lines, bro, more than blunt Tryna get rich by any means Even if it means running in drunks Yo, it's Big 5 No lie, man, I live this life All do the bouncers at the door Giving out a frist, man, still got the sticks inside Turn on the light, I'm chopping up bits of white Got dark like the Brixton Brights Flew down on the economy class Hit a lick on my dog, came back on a business flight I'm selling white gold at Kylie Minogue Practice what you preach But if I preach what I practice That ain't no life to promote I pray that the music team works out for the best Cause my man's getting tied to the road And no one cares if you spent one five on your crepe In jail, that's the price of a four In jail, that's the price of a deck A better life in the flesh See how Jesus rise from the dead That's how I felt when I walked out of the sec Dutch, I'm a boss What you know about signing checks? Bedford, Manchester and then Bristol I might go shut down Brighton next Or I might just shut down Brum Club 101, I got this connect That only sells weed in bulk And I know he's G's gonna come You think I spent all this P's on jewels And I ain't spend P's on the gold I'm just incriminating my own self Just know intimidation won't help Woah, woah, how low could you go? Like this one chick said she gon' post my dick pics If I don't answer the phone I brought that bitch, that's a long dick Don't act like the world ain't seen one of those I've got this *** nowhere like flips I'ma put this in a funeral home like I put the beat in the morgue right now Tell them I go do the autopsy See how the insides got torn right out The contract got closed right now So see, said that I can't tour right now I got two bad B's from south And they wanna come to the east side of the town Yeah, yeah, yeah Go in them Brodie, please phone Cody A man got touched at the donut shop Aye, hope he recovers in a week If not, it's peak, he owes man guap Put that to the back of my mind right now Black trainers, black tracksuit, black gloves What happens on opp block stays on opp block We do not ride out with a loose tongue You are not bad, what have you done? Sissy me get three man down in a night She don't know I did that more than once I hate pigs, call them count Cunch lines, bro, more than blunts Tryna get rich by any means Even if it means running in drums