Lyrics

[Verse 1: Little Torment] Even though I keep a brave face, I'm still in my feelings All the shit I've been through in my life, still don't know the meaning Boy, I got all these crazy bitches just tryna get even Everything just starts going left when I ain't tryna see them It's feeling like just the other day, I had to fight for my freedom Feels like just the other day bro died, we're still grieving Had to tell my shawty, "Give me time, let me get back sturdy" It feels like just the other day, I was jumping the queue on servery Feels like just the other day big bro left him there Now he's walking out the prison and it's been a whole eighteen years I'm at the bar, sipping Henny doubles, yo where's my refill? You know what it's like being a man today, they don't care how we feel Spoke to Sharks the other day, he just told me, "Stay strong" It's cool, I know Dez got a beat I can put some pain on Probation on my back, they wanna know I'm rolling with They want me back in jail bad, I can't even roll a spliff My hitta's been hitting, not a thing that I'm pressed about If I'm pressed then it's probably 'cause my girl tryna stress me out My whole bird, my nigga Trigz made sure I was living straight Now I'm pissed 'cause he's on the other side of the prison gates Million pound dreams got me staying awake at night My girl says all my friends are criminals and I hate she's right I need a break but probation ain't tryna let me take no flights So I'm staying out the way, I ain't tryna get read my rights Jigga just got twenty-three years, that's the same as life And it was really self defence, I don't know what that pain feels like My nigga River landing, making sure we all smoke at night And we don't get no sosh if they didn't get the roll check right What you know about trusting in your lawyer? Gotta hope he's right And you know you ain't walking out this time, still you hope you might Ready for the sentence, know it's coming, just hope it's light Pissed off like one of the OG's just broke my bike Boy, I'm like 50's hashtag, I'ma get the strap And it had to be a fire in the flat if I left the trap Me and them hoes connect because we're both tryna get that bag [Verse 2: Catch] If I never went jail and did them years They say I woulda been a millionaire I guarantee I'ma still become a millionaire I don't wanna talk about the losses, it's a sore topic And S just rang and told me that he's got some raw dropping I sell white, I don't know if I'ma sell out songs And my man coulda been a real G but he went out wrong And since music, they keep popping up with rumours Little pussy, you best crawl back in that hole that you fell out from I just done how many years on the same mattress They're acting like I gave these kittens cocaine habits Ask about, nobody had it like K had it I told 'em, "I fixed 'em, I never made addicts" They said I can't be round the mandem, I said "Say nuttin" But you know I'm still around the GG's like I'm Zayn Malik How many times I made it rain in my rain jacket? How many of these sexy bitches got my name tatted? And when I blow, I beg you teach me how to pay taxes Before they try and do me like Wesley Snipes I got a girl, she got a posh friend, a scary friend A tomboy friend so I call her my sexy spice I spent years eating tuna and noodles I smoked a spliff, I hope the gov don't look at my pupils Came home, Danger had a bulldog in his pouch I said, "I dare these niggas try and cut through with their poodles" Man, they took Magga and put him in the jail for that hood passa Pissed cah they took Jesse and they took Baka Ask nanna, I was giving out trainers like the hood Santa Cook cocaine like I cook pasta I see these fugazi niggas tryna look gangster While the gangsters out here acting like we're good people We get that drug bread and try and make it look legal Oi, in the trap, you gotta watch out for them buj needles I got some white boys and they're looking like the hood's Beatles While these white girls are flying like some seagulls Known this fire one since preschool She's a good girl, she don't know I been jail so I'm here lying that I'm legal But if I never done them years, I most probably wouldn't be sitting here So I don't regret a thing, I had to sit in there Ay, Tom, they don't know the shit we writ in there I tell a boy to write you off, you're getting written there