Freestyle Lemon Pepper

They say i dropped a 100 k and ghost again
Reactivated instagram but dint post a thing
My akhi said he followed me & i dint follow back
I said leng will follow you if I follow back
I just paid a quarter mill in poca fees
I still got quarter mill in properties
Been bank & been pen this is monopoly
Foot down through the red there's no stopping
Uh roll the dice give me three six
My killy got six three free bigs
Thinking bout the youngers on ends that got el plates
They remained cool kids till hell breaks
Like a basketball game pivoting
It's literally a cage that they're living in
You really think a judge cares what's they're giving him
In his fro on chair, with his wig and ting

This road life it is so hyped
Been bad with knifes before oh five
I seen bingy at a funeral like fak what we had killy
The other day I heard still mad with ya
I went from lacing up my boots
To lacing up a zoot
And I don't even smoke I'm just paining in the both
And I don't post vids when I'm training with the troops
Cus killys want my rep like am training in the gym
Made a promise to myself that I won't ever swing
But I'll go broke before I bark mine
You see on church road I got star nine
I still reminisce on them hard time
Getting vex paying off a car fines
In one day i'll spend that on some petrol and food
Last time I broke a brick it spelt of petroly fumes

Bandos brown tape and black rubber
Had to leave that i life I was too parra
Used to spin dirt like im on a scrambler
I'm with bread tracky shopping in la rambla
And Fak dubai I'm rockin up in gambia
I punch like aj I'm a champion
Scared of needles I put ink on my skin
And there's a fine line between sinking and swim
Likkle pawns keep thinking their king
And if I drench you it won't wrinkle ya skin
I don't trust gyal cus killys wanna kill me
So I move yards every season Killy
Jakes put cameras at my gates bruv
Like I'm dumb i got cameras on my facia
Last year I had a tag on my ankle
Gold just dropped ama buy another bangle

Am wretch at three two I got my first grey hair
Looking in the mirror felt like a nightmare
Younger won't feel this they just wanna hear drill
Twenty eights and up will say I'm too real
I'm cool in my banger go stunt in ya higher purchase
Coin and a scratch car I just need some bird shit
And I ain't watching face I go get it
Anything I ever said just know I meant it
Lockdown for a year summers gonna be peak
Water fight suttons gonna get leaked
I don't want clout i just won't out
On the sofa with my mrs whilst ya getting licked down
Hands cuff behind ya back there still asking for handouts
Rule thirty-nine that's man down



Credits
Writer(s): Richie Royal
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