Lyrics

[Verse] I hate the trap, feeling bait and paro I want an honest living, that's the straight and narrow Heart filled with loads of hatred Going through it's overdue, I've gotta stay motivated Tired of shotting O's of loose, don't wanna be associated If I ain't the best I'm top five, I'll let the roads debate it London city, it ain't tea and crumpets When them keys of skunk flip, youngers beat their guns quick I've got an Asian following, it'll make them happy If they saw the scene, embrace a Paki I need to do this properly, artists talking cocky But I could sell more than thеm if a major backed me My bruddas handle that raw, thеy ain't boshed it It might jeopardise your career, that Kate Moss shit I've been going hard, I ain't lost it Love me or hate me, I remain hustling I hate this life, moving round bait at night Trapped in cells, smashing out, grinding till your paper's right Years I was moving food, pressed grub Goes like an Impreza Subaru, the trap life's new to you But it's not new to me, I came up off an active strip P's I lost, cash I flipped Seen a lot and it's hard easing off this trapping shit It's more than music, catch my drift Man around me got some tens and twenties like a pack of cigs Tired of pushing packages, I can't hear a rapper if Everything he rap's a myth, akh it's only facts I spit I murder tracks, every verse is crack, I prefer to rap Than have to push work and trap, rolling with a dirty strap You're bare hating cause I get different ratings Like that isn't blatant, fuck around I pitch a pagan Snitches in the station leaving written statements I've been through some life-changing situations There's been times in my life I've thought "Fuck rap" Cause there's been times in my life where I've just trapped Now I'm trying to adjust that Stop talking bout money, you ain't ever touched stacks Talking bout raw white, talking bout .45's Stop gassing, tell me what happens in your life Got bruddas spent the last seven years in a cage On roads spent the last seven years spinning yay I've got a problem with that yout Feel to go and empty out this whole ting in his face Semi or the spinner mate? We're all tryna eat, put that food on your dinner plate Times I've been low on road, stressed out in a state Times I've been blowing dough, can't put it all in the safe You get violated, ring a jake If rap don't work then it's right back to slinging weight