Faith In My Killy (feat. Nafe Smallz, Yxng Bane, Blade Brown and Skrapz)

Ah, ah, let's go
Go, let's go, ay
Let's go, let's go now
Let's go, let's go, ah

Mumma said, "When you gonna' change how you living?
You keep playin' with the system, all your mates in the prison" yeah, yeah
I be switchin' lanes tryna' get it, when the fame coming with it its a pain and a blessing yeah, yeah
An' I ain't been home for a minute, got my mates locked up, they ain't home for a minute yeah, yeah
Bros broke my heart, left me damaged, spoke to god helped me manage, I put faith in my killy yeah

Money on my mind, I put work in on my grind
9 to 5 ain't buyin' me what I buy, or hire me what I drive
My younger nigga's they slide
They got a mad ting that everybody can du-du-du
Runnin' through them cheques, I'm livin' like five lives
They call me on my celly, I miss it like five times
Pack landed at 4, we sold that shit by 5
Told my mum not to worry, its comin' in due time
I put diamonds in the face, uh
I've been breadin' with the stars like I'm drivin' in the wraith, uh, yeah
I'm flyin' outer space, uh
You won't find me in the wraith poppin' bottles, I be workin' at my place
I got Cai in the cut, we tryna drop a track a day
On my grind, smokin' Cali cah it take the pain away
I don't fight with you cah my nigga's blow your shit away
An' I come up from the trenches, where you gotta keep the faith, yeah, yeah

Mumma said, "When you gonna' change how you living? You keep playin' with the system, all your mates in the prison" yeah, yeah
I be switchin' lanes tryna' get it, when the fame coming with it its a pain and a blessing yeah, yeah
An' I ain't been home for a minute, got my mates locked up, they ain't home for a minute yeah, yeah
Bros broke my heart, left me damaged, spoke to god helped me manage, I put faith in my killy yeah

24-7, 365 days
I've got at least four different ways I get paid
Got a 9 on the stove I ain't whippin' nuttin' less, no rest 'cause I've got another 27 left
Bad b, I got one up in my bed
Same time phones ringin' got a runner on a ped
Hands off, I ain't scared of a run up by the feds
Nigga's stressed 'cause they spent their whole summer with a Z (boom)
I rise up, and light up and get dressed
Louis everythin' except for my boxers and vest
Even tho' I'm doin' wrong, that's just what I do best
I ain't done yet, just watch what I'm 'bout to do next
Let me know what the pattern is
Find a new strip, put a pack on it
Took some time off but I'm back on it
Show these little nigga's what trappin' is
Tell em stop cappin' it, five kettles deep on my hat an' shit

Mumma said, "When you gonna' change how you living? You keep playin' with the system, all your mates in the prison" yeah, yeah
I be switchin' lanes tryna' get it, when the fame coming with it its a pain and a blessing yeah, yeah
An' I ain't been home for a minute, got my mates locked up, they ain't home for a minute yeah, yeah
Bros broke my heart, left me damaged, spoke to god helped me manage, I put faith in my killy yeah

I gave out more Rolley's then I gave out Christmas cards
Took my family, it cost that buss down on your arm
She asked if I'm loyal, I said "Only to my dargs"
Don't be callin' me your ahk, you spoke to pork now that's haram
We were 17, first time we seen a murder scene
Don't get in the ride if you ain't down to ride a 33'
Like what the fuck you think that did to me
I just had a minute, they try do me for conspiracy
"Gang shit" oh you're mad tough
You ain't seen the shit in east with like five hammers
You ain't had to succed man he lost the handgun
Grabbed him, bro said he ain't shower, put him in a bathtub
I look my demons in the eye and tell 'em "Pussy, whats up?"
Scars on my body that I learnt how to love
Look at what the pressure did, the diamonds all crushed
Seeing all my nigga's shinin' this is for us

Mumma said, "When you gonna' change how you living? You keep playin' with the system, all your mates in the prison" yeah, yeah
I be switchin' lanes tryna' get it, when the fame coming with it its a pain and a blessing yeah, yeah
An' I ain't been home for a minute, got my mates locked up, they ain't home for a minute yeah, yeah
Bros broke my heart, left me damaged, spoke to god helped me manage, I put faith in my killy yeah, yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Nathan Adams, Christopher Kyei, Guystone Mbozo Menga, Tyreicke Williams, Jonathon Wrate
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