Dirty Side of London.

They be like
"Kammy what you dealing with?
I wanna know
I fly around higher than there ceiling, but I'm on the low
Peer pressure, pare passa passa on ends
I was not involved
It got hot on road, so i lock and load
Ouchea, trackie looking old, but i rocked it though
If you ever heard i burnt a bridge, they probably crossed it though
Man like, Kammy, King Kammy - King Joffy Joe
Hoes used to move stash, now their flinging off their clothes
Cattys blinging off my phone, cats ringing off my phone
Never tried to fix it coz it wasn't broke
Far from basic, i love how she breaks it
Self service, i love how she takes it
Yeah!
White girl she ain't racist
She's a ten but it depends on what your taste is
Nittys on them pebs walking dead
I'm on that grave shift
Patience, is a virtue... man will burst you

Send the young bucks to serve you
And if the youngers jerk you, it wasn't personal
He just come off curfew
We was on the block like rasta men bunning herbals
Getting money over and over like its rehearsals
Bust ya head like Negan
Pray to God like Hershel
I don't know how to smile like Celie in Color Purple
If you ain't seen me in a while you don't deserve to
From the Dirty Side Of London
ITS A MOTHER FG GERM-POOL

I've been down, I've been out
I'm from the bottom of the pile
I've been lost and I've been found
Blud I'm Oscar when I grouch
Squares in my circle, I should box them in their mouths
Don't discuss me, I'm disgusting and I'm foul
But i'm a clean hearted yute more time
Real ns salute more time
From the hip is how I shoot more time
Pretty women say I'm cute more time
But it's my own horn I toot more time
They say my heads the biggest
Gyal dem wasn't on it, had to borrow my mans phone to try and get the digits
I ain't a rapper I'm a lyricist and there's a difference
Joe Pesci with the pen I'm vicious
Sicker than an epidemic
Us man united, you was watching Beckham bend it
I was on the block with dem man selling crow
Ns were dropping like bird poo
If I burnt the bridge I hope you burnt too

I'll Send the young bucks to serve you
And if the youngers jerk you, it wasn't personal
He just come off curfew
We was on the block like rasta men bunning herbals
Getting money over and over like its rehearsals
Bust ya head like Negan
Pray to God like Hershel
I don't know how to smile like Celie in Color Purple
If you ain't seen me in a while you don't deserve to
From the Dirty Side Of London
ITS A MOTHER FG GERM-POOL

I'm from the school of hard knocks
There ain't no enrolments
Nobody's snitching
Their closings cases, they ain't gonna solve them
I left my heart on the ends, but that ain't where home is
My data's been roaming
Instead of saving for future, we saver the moment
And when Gucci mane was change, we blamed it on cloning
Wake up and face your opponent...
They tried to take me for a sheep
Till I take off the clothing

Don't Sleep