The Death of Me

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[Intro] Trust me Long intro I ain't in none of that shit I do what I want Hotline Distributions, 2016, big year Shouts out all the Roman Road massive Devons Road, Poplar, Stepney, Bethnal Whitechapel, Tower Hamlets Listen RIP Sawnoff, RIP Fizzman Free the jail man [Verse 1] I don't ever wear jewels or chains You ain't gotta know what my Ps like (that's real life) And I ain't going into all of the politics All you've gotta know is we nice (that's real life) In Roman with my worst attire Like motherfuckers never clothed us (you know us) Still might mask up and take your food And tell your plug that you owed us Where was you when Gang Unit take the road up? (where were you?) And when I thought niggas were real, they went and spoke up (that's what they do) So I rang the real ones, we had a smoke up We're getting money now, you'll hardly see us post up Every day is a blessing so we've gotta toast cups Every now and then, I focus on my own stuff They already know that we out on the roads 'nuff If this life ain't for you, then go home, cuz, remember that I told ya Never forget I look after my dargs cause I'm a vet I'm loyal, so I might not fuck your girl But when it comes to all them weapons, I'm a sket (I'll let it go, right now) You know the block but you don't know about the set That's because all of us moves correct, riding shotty The driver drives and I direct Love my pride and my respect but I reflect [Bridge] Free my jail dons, fallen soldiers, rest in peace (RIP) Crime and grime flows, Bow's best in East Death to my enemies, F*** police I'm getting money, man, best believe I call it stress relief [Hook 1] But I would never let it be the death of me I just double up the worth and get a better fee I led the worst life, it got the best of me It's impossible to pressure me And ever since I got the sweater free They all wanna get a piece, it's fucked up (it's fucked up) Ever since I met Jadakiss I feel like all these rappers make me sick, it's fucked up (it's fucked up) [Verse 2] And life never came with a manual The field never had a referee (never) I was lurking from Sabella down to Celadine Back up to Thornfield and you know it's all real They pree the situation, ask me how it all feels I'm on top of the moon, I just turned down four deals (swear down) Just let them rappers have it Wait.. Moment of silence for them rappers tryna chase a deal rapping Not 20 yet, but I can make your deal happen It's 2016 and you're still dabbing? If we want something done, then it will happen (will happen) Sick of the same pavements, I need a vacation (I need a flight) I could be dead and these people would still crave payments Asked God if me and Kane could ever trade places Always thinking 'bout the end because it ain't dated [Hook 2] That's how it is on these streets I would never let it be the death of me I'm in the field, there's no need for a referee I led the worst life, it got the best of me They ain't paying but instead, they try directing me like "Are you sure that's where you're meant to be?" (meant to be) Tell 'em you ain't ever gotta be impressed with me I ain't your competition (nah), don't contest with me (nah) [Bridge] Free my jail dons, fallen soldiers, rest in peace (RIP) Crime and grime flows, Bow's best in East (Double R, Double R) Death to my enemies and F*** police I'm getting money, man, best believe Free my jail dons, fallen soldiers, rest in peace (RIP) Crime and grime flows, Bow's best in East (Double R, Double R) Death to my enemies and F*** police (F.A.M.E) I'm getting money, man, best believe I call it stress relief
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- Cadell