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[Intro] Quincy [Verse] Cold nights in the Gaza It was either go home or go harder Back then we was runnin' man down, Mo Farah But the opps were faster And we didn't know nuttin' 'bout waps Had a kitchen blade and a axe It was Jump Out Gang No dingers, them times it was Goldline cabs And I didn't think we'd all go jail I never thought that Crookes would get twelve Didn't think that we'd all take L's I never thought they'd take Ramz as well But this is the life we livin' Fifteen, I was doin' up kitchens Eighteen, I was doin' up spinners Now the opps dem got, let's bill it That's lovely Anywhere I go, I'm comfy And I'm still keepin' up on fuckery That boy got touched and he didn't turn pack Next time he won't be so lucky Free the Gaza, free Snizz, free Wizz, free Rum Free Shortz, Nero and Funds Can't forget about my driller C1 Yeah, I miss my members Yeah, I miss my 7's Free Stun, I swear he really done man reckless Left niggas on stretchers And I'm still out 'ere squeezing these weapons On my life, this beef ain't ending, never Anytime I step it's pepper Blacked out tracky and leathers, gang, gang [Outro] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Ay, my fuckin' nigga you know Ay, nah, what you tellin' me man? I swear down my nigga, I miss the roads Ay, man's just here baking off bro, man With the lifers, you know what it is already man Same shit But yeah man, don't worry man, man's home soon, soon man You get me? But yeah, man puttin' the mash away my bro Signing out, man ah hit you up though man Real soon man, don't worry