I’m Gone

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There's satin in the water so drink our taps We still carry wax when we link our yaks I copped a tactical vest all black Now backstabbers barely can pinch our backs You see man driving a German whip And niggas slide their tinted windows back And hop out with a long nose looking like a champ You'll be like, lie me, I don't need all that But the last thing that you're gonna hear is slap I'm right on time like Meridian's map I just wanna shoot like Killian Bapp I did it in red and I did it in black Your girl knows what I'm like laying down packs Said you're barely giving her an inch of that I like the way that the dumb bitch gives hat like a genius That's why I'm rinsing that I'm surty, that's why I talk like this So God forbid if I ever spit likе that I spit pain cause I inflicted that The most that you killеd is your sister's cat And obsess me, I never diss them back Cause I put em in a spiff, them rap The whole of Corona, I was up and down UK nigga, social distance, that Never missed my word No end to getting it in like third You man are bottom of the sink like turds How many bubbles in this thing I burst? You can count on two hands And ten toes, God knows how I flew down And scooped up the whole game with two grand Last year I was shutting your crew down That's why you started the year as a new man And all these years I ain't switched up once No way I don't need to Slept in a trap now I live by a sea view When it's peaceful I look for upheaval I wanna take a moment of silence Like a vinyl's placed on an eagle So many spots that man can creep to Like I've got meningitis or measles They don't wanna fight us, they're weasels All I've been around is violent people They don't wanna talk, they don't want a conclusion They don't wanna hear no funny excuses Fans think my life's about music But I take life serious, I'm at music When they hear this they can't ask who's this I'm so Roman, I should wear tunics I'm so Roman, I can offer DCs Sell a few hats, few crepes and a few teas Stack wigs in a club, not booties I ain't gotta pay cos they're giving out freebies And when you mention the game I'm knee deep Mention my name you're getting that about a retweet Cos round these parts and round these streets There ain't a postcode better than E3 It's like that And it's like the more that they throw at me The better I'm getting Know where the door is, never get letting Head up to the floor and a man are just chitting I can laugh in the face if missed option Walk through the opposite sliders and socks on Don't know why they think I'm great but they're not wrong Don't know what them man make but it's not socks When I was out getting a drop Them man never clocked on Now your man fix your face and what's wrong Notifications to my inbox on Any day I'll link, I never got gone I know that I'm a lot of things but I'm not wrong Now your mad cos I didn't do a pop song Don't know what them man make but it's not Look, money or any way to put the block on The same block that when I got punched on More pedal bikes with no ads and no gloves on They said just set pace we'll finish it We set pace and left them like an idiot I got a link to that Irish Mr Affiliate Just know the triangle, that's my circle They would call me when it weren't fair play They know me and Pablo come through chinging it Can't say how many times man's been in it If I say a yoke's in a bag there's a ting in it If I ever, if I ever dropped my flag Then I would've been already killing it My name starts with CA Some niggas put Dell, some niggas put drill in it But ask me how I stay relevant I'm either posting a clip or filling it I'm either smoking a spliff or billing it I either notice a myth or miffing it And I'm either a rider or the ender now Cos they're still feeling it Punching a you don't give me no benefit Skinny but don't be making a meal of it Cos man think they're certified Till man rip the verified seal off it I know you ain't getting no deal off it I won't give them an avenue to steal off it I ain't giving them no time to heal off it So hear this I know that it's real for me Cos he missed and I almost died to me I wouldn't ask for it even if rules got it Tower Hamlet's most hated Even bold niggas talk from the bleachers Cos I'm Roman Road, not the whole of bold That's why I ain't doing no features Psst, fucking, I'm not even doing the rest I was gonna do theirs but fuck that
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