Is It a Crime?

My community is full of rice heads
Trap got the cash looking healthy like rye bread
Everyday I'm working
The phone rings serve it
I've been like that from an urchin
That green give me bread
But it's not the Gherkin
No
I'm speaking off the surface
I've never felt at home
In the place they use to worship
I remain determined
Bro whip up detergents
Bringing back cash
So it fill up Mummy purse's
Like what u mean
I have to move discreet
1000g on the back on me
I rid it out quick like Maccy D's
From I wake up I've always got the Z shot
My grubs peng you reload
Your lines popping off
Non stop baby
She didn't rate me
Been touching bread like the bakeries
So I don't need ratings
Stayed on points like the railings

They cramp us on the slave ship
Still we do better
OT
Portsmouth smashing out Heather
I tried to bank cheddar
And always come a next drama
Had to shave the hair right off
Dalai Lama
I don't do palaver
You'll pay the fee for drama
This hero saves himself
He ain't Peter Parker
I nice her
The pack get parked off no dramas
Shakers and movers ain't talking dancers
The square got left empty
What's the answer
I'm a Grafter
Nothing like my Father
Life ain't a cartoon like Archer
Young G
63
1 day
Charged up
Had 1 plug that fell off
He needs the charger
Deep down
We all need departures
Mentally barred up
Tissues hide scars cuz
But I flip half ones
Look
I'm up 5 hours before half 1



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