3 AM In Brixton

Lyrics
[Verse 1] Even though I ain't the right dude Im the one she wanna give her life to She the one I wanna give the pipe to And she gonna hold a nigga pipe too I dont think right when Im bingin' Bendin' over suttin' with the fringes Hammers in the jackets or the engines Everytime I step with my ninjas Feds tryna do man for some old crimes Locked up my niggas dem in '09 Stop tell lies you never sold white Me am on the streets like road signs Had to go outside for my income Standin' in the rain with the big one How you the man or the big don? How your mum livin' whats your kids on? [Verse 2] Five years on the .38 Got the cheek to still pray for the pearly gates Told baby dont vex when am workin' late You know every ting bless when I percolate I dont do molly or percocet I keep a side pistol and wear turtle necks Im in the hood, white rice with the jerk on it Wheres your CV? I never see no dirt on it School days I was doin' hookie though To smoke dutch, I ain't know about cookie though Last time they saw me I was a rookie though They dont know that I never leave my jookie though Late teens couldn't get sillier Remember we were smokin' weed in the cinema A couple gal were gettin' beat in the cinema From my hood then you probably did similar [Verse 3] All the other shit we did when we was piss poor Probably coulda got us life and a bit more Tryna figure out the puzzle like jigsaw Would you die for what you live for? Shoulda been a stone 'cos am rollin' Shoulda seen the bones, why they phonin'? Fam I ain't your homes, who you homin'? Coulda been the flow why they clonin' Top 5, Uk, thats big facts All time, DOA, no mismatch And I dont do diss tracks 'Cos I dont like distracts
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Credits
- Writers
- Youngs Teflon