One Foot In One Foot Out

Lyrics
[Intro: SJ] Yo They keep labelling me a rapper I ain't no rapper, I tell you that shit for free, man I'm just a product of my environment, man One foot in, one foot out We're just here tryna elevate out the fuckery, man But it's a O way ting naturally Free my lifers, free my strikers, you get me? Free the whole HMP, keep the rapists, keep the snitches, we don't need them, that way (Shh) (ItsaKaiBeat) Yo, look (Erik) [Verse 1: SJ] They try to label me a rapper, I don't know what that means (Ah) I never made it main stage, I never been in thеm scenes You would've thought my lifе changed, a hundred million streams But I'm still posted on the wing, just surrounded by fiends And I'm still posted in my cell, razor blade in my jeans And I ain't posting no girl if she ain't only my queen (Never) If I never went to jail, would she hold a machine? (She what?) People calling me insane, but I was stuck in my teens Young and dumb, immature, not the one to provoke Loaded skeng in the drawer, another one in my coat (Ah) A load of blood on the floor cah he got poked in his throat So now I praying my duas, hope my sins get revoked (I pray) Cah they be knocking at the door to say my time soon come (That's right) If they let me out the gates, would I still bust my gun? (Would I?) If they kept me in the cage, would they stay or run? (Run) But there's one that one change, that's why I love my mum [Chorus: SJ] Cah I got big goals, ambitions, planning all these damn missions But I'm in a damn prison, getting all these damn visions (Woi-oi, woi-oi) Visit hall, talking 'bout money and hoes Got smokes on the wing, chasing money from these damn kittens (Alright) Big goals, ambitions, planning all these damn missions But I'm in a damn prison, getting all these damn visions Visit hall, talking 'bout money and hoes Got smokes on the wing, chasing money from these damn kittens [Verse 2: Slim] I'm really outside, it ain't as real as it seems (Outside) Laid down in my cell, I had a million dreams (Dreaming) Ayy, tell me a secret, I ain't spilling your beans (Nah) Try do me for the— (Shh), but I said it weren't me I put my hat down low when I'm cutting through the block He got robbed and he said it weren't nothing but it was I got young boys sitting up in jail just because (Free 'em up) They stepped outside and got gripped by the block Life's just a question At time thirteen, I built lines, no change, 'cause the blind lead the blind (Blind lead the blind) Police at my mum's door time after time But that's part of the game if you grind how I grind Label me the lead role, I know what it means (Boss) Send runners to the shop, they were hitting my fiends Went jail and got hench, I can't fit in my jeans (Nah, nah) I put a tuna in my sock and I hit 'em up clean (Grrah, grrah) [Chorus: SJ] Big goals, ambitions, planning all these damn missions But I'm in a damn prison, getting all these damn visions (Woi-oi, woi-oi) Visit hall, talking 'bout money and hoes Got smokes on the wing, chasing money from these damn kittens (Alright) Big goals, ambitions, planning all these damn missions But I'm in a damn prison, getting all these damn visions Visit hall, talking 'bout money and hoes Got smokes on the wing, chasing money from these damn kittens [Outro] (ItsaKaiBeat) (Erik)
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Credits
- Writers
- SJ
- Slim (UK)
- ProdByErik