N.F.T.R
Ay, Michelin
R14
Talk about me, I got money pilin'
Even in my sleep while I'm makin' racks
Get-Back gang, we're the new generation
A new generation got so much packs
Facts, I smoke B- when I'm windin' down
When I wake up, I smoke on lattz
During the daytime, I smoke on skiz
To inspire me when I'm writin' tracks
Let me talk my shit, let me talk my was
I ain't tryna rap, battle, or clash
Are you buzzin', corn gets dashed
When I send my young boys 'round there with a mash
Feds at my door again
Cah one of them boy khalas
And we ain't got nuttin' to do with the crime
But it's always us man getting harassed
Why's - talkin' a mess?
Like we didn't have my man gettin' new tats
Why's - talkin' my name?
Like we didn't get 'round there and suttin' got slapped
I done a drill on my birthday
When I should've been poppin' champs
And I can't take the opp boy serious
'Cah they come 'round and beat off blanks
Talk on my name, but they broke and they're tramps
Get that done, switch it off like a lamp
I woulda been pissed if that was me
So you know that I gotta give thanks
The 8 got done so bad
I know they're pissed that they lost JaySav
Life on the streets, it's peak
If you ain't really on, but you talk like you're bad
Nuttin' but lies in their tracks, fiction
I can't listen to that, I skip him
Before hammers and flickies
I was rollin' with mummy's Kitchen
Free Burnz, I miss him
In the workhouse, but he still livin'
Me and S ain't got the same blood
But he my sibling, but he my sibling
JB fresh out-of-the-box like trainers
From that, it's nuttin' but winnin'
And I ain't even started, it's just the beginnin'
The beef ain't warm yet, it's just the beginnin'
Flicky tucked, approach get yucked
Still takin' risk, that's how I'm livin'
90 on jewels, that's how I'm livin'
Sight me an opp, the aim is to kill him
Rip that out of the case, and dig him
Dig it, dig him
GBGs in Tivoli chillin'
With tugs and gorgeous women
Laugh at them when I smoke their friends
I watch my man give it the biggin'
Are they gonna ever stop the cap in their rap?
I don't know, God willing
R14
Talk about me, I got money pilin'
Even in my sleep while I'm makin' racks
Get-Back gang, we're the new generation
A new generation got so much packs
Facts, I smoke B- when I'm windin' down
When I wake up, I smoke on lattz
During the daytime, I smoke on skiz
To inspire me when I'm writin' tracks
Let me talk my shit, let me talk my was
I ain't tryna rap, battle, or clash
Are you buzzin', corn gets dashed
When I send my young boys 'round there with a mash
Feds at my door again
Cah one of them boy khalas
And we ain't got nuttin' to do with the crime
But it's always us man getting harassed
Why's - talkin' a mess?
Like we didn't have my man gettin' new tats
Why's - talkin' my name?
Like we didn't get 'round there and suttin' got slapped
I done a drill on my birthday
When I should've been poppin' champs
And I can't take the opp boy serious
'Cah they come 'round and beat off blanks
Talk on my name, but they broke and they're tramps
Get that done, switch it off like a lamp
I woulda been pissed if that was me
So you know that I gotta give thanks
The 8 got done so bad
I know they're pissed that they lost JaySav
Life on the streets, it's peak
If you ain't really on, but you talk like you're bad
Nuttin' but lies in their tracks, fiction
I can't listen to that, I skip him
Before hammers and flickies
I was rollin' with mummy's Kitchen
Free Burnz, I miss him
In the workhouse, but he still livin'
Me and S ain't got the same blood
But he my sibling, but he my sibling
JB fresh out-of-the-box like trainers
From that, it's nuttin' but winnin'
And I ain't even started, it's just the beginnin'
The beef ain't warm yet, it's just the beginnin'
Flicky tucked, approach get yucked
Still takin' risk, that's how I'm livin'
90 on jewels, that's how I'm livin'
Sight me an opp, the aim is to kill him
Rip that out of the case, and dig him
Dig it, dig him
GBGs in Tivoli chillin'
With tugs and gorgeous women
Laugh at them when I smoke their friends
I watch my man give it the biggin'
Are they gonna ever stop the cap in their rap?
I don't know, God willing
Credits
Writer(s): Rhys Harley, Dorai Harrison, Michelin
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