Next Up Australia - S1-E5 (Pt.2)

Lyrics

[Intro] Hey, Sosa Let's get this straight, now I never fucked anybody over in my life didn't have it coming to them, you got that? All I have in this world is my balls and my word And I don't break 'em for no one, do you understand? [Verse 1] All these rappers wanna blow, I tell 'em catch grenades Might look different, but they rap the same Free my plug, the first to hook me with a bag of strain I'm from the era where we catchin' tags and smashin' trains Back away, man are tryna do me for the bags I weigh Sippin' ice tea, silver Bimmer, no Vandelay Camera stay on me, we ain't shootin' any acts today Can't stop now, foot down, now we catch and chase Skrrt, I get so nervous when I see the sirens I'm keepin' silent, my homies known to keep it violent I'm from a place they all got sticks, but they ain't teachin' violin Unc' stay outside, say he movin' while you **** hidin' We surprisin' my **** who don't think we're risin' I got my own style, oh, child, keep abidin' They only wanna know me now because the weed is dryin' And tell my family that I love 'em, I'ma keep providin' [Interlude] What do you think I am, huh? What you think, I'm a **** worm like you? I told you, man, I told Don't **** with me Yeah [Verse 2] Ayy, yeah, said I'ma keep on giving Still a bit of heartbreak every time I leave the prison I tell Cheech we goin' hard and that we really miss him Gloves never going in the bin when I leave the kitchen Uh, work so hard to get to this position It's not my fault I gave you game and that you didn't listen Always get surrounded by these pretty women The purple fiendin', so we callin' it the Dark Magician I spark a spliff and then I travel through the Nullarbor Comin' forwards, whole gang focused if you wanna war They always go and get him done when they wanted more So greedy, all about the funds like a stubborn **** The homie likes to let it blow, but we ain't watchin' **** Rigatoni all up in my belly and I got the source This little game that we be playin', it cannot be paused Shouldn't really spit it if it isn't from the **** core Nah, so tell your mates to go and do better And why these maggots always cappin' in this new era? Man, I'm too fed up And I don't really care if you're a Blood, boy, or rock up in a blue sweater The new get-up, get the strap before I get the job Don't know how to use it, you can shoot yourself like Cheddar Bob I'll murder anyone on wax, go 'head and test the don All about the green and the gold like a leprechaun