The Perspective

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Youngs Teflon] Fighter jet, LV shades, I don't work in aviation My ninja handle all the radiation Done my first tour I never knew that I had fans across the nation I grew up with the apes and started bathing I used to tag up in my brothers hostels Old sticks looking like fossils Had a tug of war without the tussle "Are you not entertained?" I felt like Russel If you're carrying that hammer just for fashion they gon' buss you This ain't SPAC Nation, but I know some yutes bally'd up I'm Pastor Toby if I tell 'em bring a offering they gon' touch you This ain't '99, we ain't gon' rush you Long kiss goodnight when we hush you .44 maggy, shit was older than my granny Selling fish scale, yamming bami Brudda where's my money? Call me Lanny I read the book of Abraham and kicked ball like Tammy My office was the alley I came up the era after AV I'm telling you the truth, they're telling 'gazi's Mummy in the church tryna save me But I was tryna save her, selling all them pebbles on the pavey My life's like a book, you couldn't page me The price of my bricks just went up These man are Stringer Bell though I got up out the hellhole I sold it in my shelltoes Mel didn't make me do it, but I done it, even Mel knows I'm from a dark place, it ain't Melrose [Interlude: Youngs Teflon] They always trying to make the situation better than it is Whatever you've done and who you was is always gonna follow you And you can change, but you can't change the streets [Verse 2: Potter Payper] I'd be rich if you ever paid a penny for my thoughts Suttin' saying this is it and I'm on the right course My depression and progression steady stuck on a cycle Blowing smoke in a Porsche Jeep I stay on my high horse I cry with my pen and I bleed with my eyes Frankie Four Eyes they know I been legally blind Who's got the keys to the dinger, I mean keys to the ride And make sure you step right, feds'll freeze you in time Trust me you ain't got rights, once they read you your rights I'm showing you, I know the last thing you need is advice But foot down this is East, you can't stop at the lights I seen some wake up calls, I seen a lot of goodnights And I know 3 years ago I probably wasn't her type Up and down for that little old profit of mine In my jail cell for years just watching 'em fly Every dream like a flower, I'm just watching 'em die That was, tuna in my noodles with the sweetcorn Best to ever do it off a street corner Still screaming "Fuck prison reform." They leave you deformed I'm fighting for my life like a street brawler Two socks at night keep my feet warm Two Glocks parked off I make the streets warmer If I rise 'em up I'mma need a week sauna Course I'm tapped, I know extreme trauma [Interlude: Potter Payper] I'm just saying the music is one side of it, innit, do you know what I'm saying? At the same time my 10 toes have touched places that other peoples haven't So my voice can say things that other peoples can't [Verse 3: Tiny Boost] Uh, barely in my teens when I jumped off that porch Never liked sports but I been running with the torch Uh, I can't have mummy hugging on no corpse So I'll stand over man with no remorse Get drawn out, empty it all out Greaze believe I lost my V in a whore house Just to get a pair of kicks I kicked doors down 'Member when the barrels came bored out And the shotty nose came sawn down I've seen crack have a cat bite her jaw down Traces of the trap, I still gotta wipe my paws out In me not on me, stripes like Tony the Tiger So I sell this flake like it's Frosties Mask on like somebody stop me, I ain't rocky, uh But I'm flying up them steps Aim for their head and leave them dying in their vest Holding back so much pain I might start cryin' in a sec I don't care about no fame, I'm just slicing up this bread I'll, grab a 10 bro go tie that niggas legs, uh Your dream girl spent the night all in my bed Speaking to my lifers on the tech Yet they stabbed bro in his heart I felt that knife all in my chest Gotta pick a side, I'll end up dying on the fence He was with the prosecution, I was siding with defence All this sin, gotta pray a quick 5 then repent, uh You know I slanged a lot of iron for my friends Hopped in the fire when it was frying in the ends I don't follow any fashion or any kind of trend No regrets gang I'll live the street life all again, it's all real [Outro: Tiny Boost] You could defy what they say you're meant to be bro They want me to sit in jail thinking "Ah, this is where I'm meant to be." No, not meant to be there bro, I'll be wherever I wanna be