Lyrics

[Verse] I can sell bricks, I don't need to rap Buj so peng it makes the fiends collapse Cook that coca into crack I was selling Z's while you was in your bed They don't want beef, they call the feds instead City of God, I'm like Knockout Ned Me and my brother Cas and my brother Fem C-Class, E-Class, rolling through the fucking ends Disrespect Tem, let the beef commence Possession with intent, body found in Kent You don't put in work, why you lying for? You've never sold work, why you lying for? I'm strapped with an iron, I ain't lying darg These niggas only rappers, they're just rapping darg Diss my set, you gon' bleed to death Just spoke to Tiny Boost, real nigga riding ten Nigga live and learn, live with no regrets One thousand grams, yeah this shit's correct Blackz tell me akh, fuck this beef shit We gon' get this money and then squeeze clips Catch my team shopping up in Region Or Kings Road, Sloane Square Broke ass niggas, broke the whole year If that strip popping I'ma go there Gotta get this money for my daughter and my old dear Fuck these fuck niggas, nigga fuck niggas When I was up in Belmarsh looking life I was on my knees akhi, day and night I'll bust a murder charge nigga, no sweat Gangster squad, feds on my whole set They know I shot (shh) five times Can't prove it though, it's only music though Real killer business, only real niggas need to know If this spinner blows, hit his dome, he'll be critical In negotiation with my allies Only talking spinach nigga, Popeye Catch that nigga slipping, nigga bye-bye Shooting with the longest gun, taller than a high-rise In the barbershop talking drug deals Or stick-ups, find out where he picks up We know where he lives cause my nigga fucks his sister The shooter's getting wrapped, zoot in a Rizla Loops in a ringer, 9mm and spinner They got hold of Snap, he'll be home right after winter AG jeans and my MA tee Money motivated nigga, live your dreams Jezzy tryna tell me she's in love with me Puma suede kicks when I'm up in the streets I love my nigga Post, free my niggas akh Cutting through Tooting with a different yat Shoes Kurt Geiger looking sick and that These niggas say they're trappers, where's your bricks and that? Niggas talking shit and I'm sick of that I'ma kill that nigga, put a Jim on that