Stay In Your Lane

Never complain, never explain
Just play the game and stay in your lane
Pricks and lames tryna get in my brain
That kind of shit I do not entertain (nah)
Never explain, never complain
Stack that change, then get it again
How you gonna gain if you don't claim? (How?)

Get off your backside (get off your backside)
From I was baptised (from I was baptised)
How did I backslide (how?)
Just another troublesome some black guy (uh) who don't act right

I ain't doin' no bitchin' or cat fight
I ain't spillin' no tea, no flat white
Spent a week lookin' after my pickneys
Now I'm online lookin' for a pick-me (mhm)

I feel sickly, how did I fall from grace so quickly?
They tried kill me, bury and rip me
But you'll never see me on Strictly (no)
You might see me in Bickley, black gypsy, black history (yeah)
You can't miss me, I ain't no mystery

Never complain, never explain (nah)
Just play the game and stay in your lane (yeah)
Pricks and lames tryna get in my brain (whoa)
That kind of shit I do not entertain (nah)
Never explain, never complain (no)
Stack that change, then get it again (woo)
How you gonna gain if you don't claim? (Hmm)

(Hey) how many L's did I take this week? (Huh?)
Count my P's, we'll be here all week (yeah)
How many M's did I make, it's peak (peak)
Sittin' in the court, and they're givin' me cheek (too rude)

Every time they speak, they lie, repeat, then turn up the heat (heat)
A whole heap (heap), so cheap (so cheap)
It's really not that deep, sittin' in the dock all humble and meek
Stressed in a suit all pressed and neat (ugh)

Uh, I didn't get no sleep
Lawyers tellin' me, "Keep it sweet"
Keep that street shit on the discreet (alright)
Just got adjourned again
Now the press wanna ask if I can have a word with 'em

Never complain, never explain (no)
Just play the game and stay in your lane (that's right)
Pricks and lames tryna get in my brain (uh-huh)
That kind of shit I do not entertain (I don't)
Never explain, never complain (no)
Stack that change, then get it again
How you gonna gain if you don't claim? (How you gonna, how you gonna)

Uh, guess what? (What?)
The world don't stop if you're ready or not
If you're ready or not, better shoot your shot, and I shot my lot (yeah)
If I die and rot, then I died on top (top)
Pricks wanna plot, vilify and mock
I just slide and bop, I don't cry over thots

Connect the dots, check out the area, buy me a spot
Are you buyin' or what? Are you tryna cop? Who's supplyin' the guap?
Kept an eye out and watched, and I finally clocked (uh)

The pressure'll stretch you and tie you in knots (will)
I fought for my kids, it was costly (costly)
I pay ten times what it cost me (drop)
Imagine they lost me (lost me)
Now they follow me around and I can't get 'em off me

That's why I never complain, never explain (nah)
Just play the game and stay in your lane (uh-huh)
Pricks and lames tryna get in my brain (pricks)
That kind of shit I do not entertain (no)
Never explain, never complain (uh-huh)
Stack that change, then get it again (hey)
How you gonna gain if you don't claim? (How you gonna, how you gonna)



Credits
Writer(s): Dylan Mills, Matthew Johnson, Robert Harris
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