Feed The Streets

I'm the type to spin once and catch two
On a hunch
I come way to far to forget who I was
When I was down and I was out bro paid for my lunch

So now I keep his belly full like he ain't with the Klumps
We can do this on camera but I ain't with the stunts
Fuck with me g there ain't enough days in a month
You got time on your hands I got time on my wrist
I go Jumma with the kiers and we pray at the front
Uno these London streets hot but it's rainy as fk

I come way too far to forget who I was
Browas yakin everything and he was giving me cuts
So when I see his pagan he was spilling his guts
But he never said a word how I'm living is fucked
I only drop mix tapes but I'm living deluxe
They say I'm stuck in the dirt like a stick in the mud
But I'm with bro we investing and tripling up
ReMember we was just chasing man and tripping him up
Then a random guy came and started dipping him up
What a coincidence I'm mental I'm fucking up these instruments
You wernt there you just rap about them incidents and them instances
That's the difference but we can split the differences
I know all about what living from a distance is
in your struggle in pain is where the wisdom is

My barrel spin like a cd
Sprayed up blocks no grafffiti
Made my gun ring like EE
Had me on tv
Still serving oil like bp
My nigga go check my Cv

I Let it crash no write off
I'm the same niggas with the mic off
I be in the t like nylon
Hopping out of foreign cars
Who fought we get this far
No soft life I turnt soft to hard

Came out the can like a tin
I push white like a swing
When you talk about the realest I'm him
Count up them 1s
Came out the slums I made my g*n beat like the drums

Gamblin with big stakes

100k make your wrist ache
We ain't relying on no mixtape
Hopping outta 4 x 4s
Counting money the floor
But I can't forget the damp on the walls

I was in them cells without no toilets
Selling poison
Got me up In audemar for appointments

I'm from a different era
I grew up round serious kwengers
Them niggas grew up on Influencers