Next Up - S3-E14

Lyrics

[Part I] [Intro] Mora, Mora Beats, beats [Chorus] I ain't gotta talk on the things that took place But just know lil' man's in a good place We had all of them ragin', some don't claim him But shout out the good mates Hand ting sprayers, shotgun options All the opp blocks known to the doctor's Drills we do them often 4 kills and no one's responded I ain't gotta talk on the things that took place But just know lil' man's in a good place We had all of them ragin', some don't claim him But shout out the good mates Hand ting sprayers, shotgun options All the opp blocks known to the doctor's Drills we do them often 4 kills and no one's responded [Verse] We've lost blood and they lost lives Can you see the differеnce? Posters won't help find thе missing if me and R6 complete this mission Two 12's man's twinnin', that's 24 hours tryna find our victims Check them snaps, pree like bitches Search and destroy, we can't leave no witness T He got splashed in the face on the 5th Now he's shy when he's takin' pics Free GI and free Dripz I think of them when I'm takin' trips Dingered-out whip with plates and tints Camp on the strip, marshmellows with sticks He got bored up with a innocent kid Don't lack for a bitch, get slapped in your wig Slap it in style like Harry Skatty Reckz got slapped now he's Cali Let's go on a drive, I'm in the back or passy Flick my wrist, it's not jewels that's flashy I put all of my faith in this handgun If not then I'm doin' up stab runs Stuttz got left with his back bun And Stompz turned into amm buds S1 one was a two for the pack, looked cool in my mouth but it's useless Stegz got rubbed, stupid, belly and back but the shit were stuven '014 when the gang got a blue tick Verified by the streets give a fuck about music Rappin' ain't proven, shotgun nuisance Trident knew this, papers proved it He should've stayed in the can, your man that's been doin' up jail time Couldn't give a fuck 'bout your old-school works, came out first month and he felt fine Your bro got touched, but yours is dead You can hold me to every single thing that I said Me and T-Trap, tag-teamed on Reckz Same way the gangdem done it on Stegz Search in the triggers it's Shad Free GI, my killer from Chad We still playin' them sports like cats '018 I scored three with lamb Scareful, when the gang dressed like tramps I like them brag Like the genie said, you can't bring back the dead if you rub this lamp You can't bring back the dead if you rub this lamp I get annoyed when I do it on peds Pissed cah the barrel always burns man's leg I'm lookin' right and I'm lookin' left Every single turn and bend is tense No blackbell so we purchased red R6 in the cab so I lurk with skeng 3 DrillSav my blood my flesh Rest up Bis, free Sivz and M [Part II] [Verse] I can never take this skeng for granted Cah I don't know when it's gonna get taken Lost over 21 last year but we still out 'ere tryna take of faces You just got a point this year, but your diss tracks sound outrageous Countless shootings and shavings Watch your gang been in columns on papers Bro missed when he took that shot He was fresh home so I don't really blame him Numerous Ls they've took on their block Countless dons and their boss got taken Axel dashed with a shank and wap That ain't the way that I raised him Kinda funny, got splashed and slapped And that weren't a part of the training Reminisce about your bros in the grave You ain't bad cah you slapped your paigon How many times have we slapped you paigons I stabbed Dayz down on the pavement This dots is old and ancient Kinda rusty but it slaps amazing Should've got a M on Reckz Both mashes jammed so we jumped out shaved him Squeakz just got slapped in the face The corn was shit so it looked like grazed him Vile Greaze just wanted to eat, his belly's on E just ate some blades quick They try dash corn at bro Next day Wandsworth, suttin' got facelift I got bad B's lookin' all sweet, switchin' knees they ain't doin' up laces I got opp boys doin' up laces Shoes all tied like they doin' up racing TD got splashed in the mouth, chest and back but the doctors saved him That bitch got itched in his back free my right hand itch, man's pissed that he's cagin' Free Itch, Kizzy and Jo, they got my bros locked and I'm too impatient What you know about losin' waps, still out here tryna tape strips off Just spent the last four in the can, bad habits, I'm still out 'ere with this mop You ain't even splashed through a paigon And he looks in your eyes just beggin' you "stop" This shit will never stop until your whole block's fuckin' gone A lot of man rap shit about beef And they ain't done shit to their opps SAD when we step on streets get your hide and seek or your mum gets boxed We all know your attempt weren't murder So don't act like it was The last time I stepped in the ride your friend almost died, he was screamin' for God Chop in the ride that's lengthy The 50-shot was from God M in the ride, that's deadly Free skin we can't talk on songs They only bang for their bros on songs I know the graveyard visits are long We all know you won't take that risk But you already took that loss