Outro

Ayo T, go brazy on these niggas man

I love my real friends that make me feel comfy
Fuck them fake guys got me doubting that they love me
And them snakey close ones, keep their distance
But I'm onto 'em, cus they doing something that they shouldn't be
It's like noone keeps it real these days
All the acting and performing, coming in like the circus
I clock haters moving funny, but show love to everyone around me
Their doing it on purpose

And why does it take someone to die
For everyone to get together and have a big drink up
These Mannie rappers make me feel let down
The way they dipped right out of town for a feature or a linkup
Remember when the gang stuck together
Whole team moving proper, then them new faces just popped up
I could have a new set of friends everyday of the week
But I just want the ones that are dead or locked up
Been through some deep shit from a young age
So when I look back I feel like the chosen one
Domestic violence going on in my head but
In reality, nothing's even going on
Blame it on Pop's, had to let some
Deep stuff off my chest
In my mind, but really it's about time
One love to all the soldiers with no mums
I sit back and think, how I woke up without mine

If I die, give half my stack to my little bro
Tell him that I said keep flipping it
And if it's rats that done it, tell Ghost bring them waps out
An' every man best put a clip in it
Tell my plug look out for a guy called Ziggy throwing bricks
So he can keep whipping it
The other half's for my mother and my sister and my daughter
Why'd you think I'm out here in the thick of it

Have you ever had to lie to the council that your mum is your auntie
And your just there visiting
I used to be a family of five, all sharing one bedroom
On Nellane Estate are you listening
I went from rags to riches
Now I'm balling in Italian, you could call me Tunde Balotelli
But this life ain't what it seems
What'd you know about depression or bare anxiety up in your belly

I've took man up off the block and give 'em jobs overseas
Now we just get it in by the ocean
But the games fucked up my head
I just made 50 stacks and felt no emotion
Is there any purpose behind what you do or say
Or are you just doing it for a lot of clout
Growing up I've watched man die or get lifed off
In a few years, they get forgot about

The game maybe based off sympathy
Watchin' close ones
A lot of guys and girls have got a price
People will befriend you, get in position then snake you and bounce
As soon as they get nice
Dedicated my life to them phones and them nitty's, yeah
I might have to but ain't got no life
The trap will have you pushing good girls aside, make the right choice
Before you end up with a whole wife

(Yeah, yeah-)
(Ayo T, go brazy on these niggas man)