[Intro]
Yeah, Krept
Big up EY on this one
Play Dirty
Mandem
Listen
[Verse]
I go so hard, you wanna know why I’m like this?
Lemme break it down, went from how life is
Man go to work everyday, feeling lifeless
Then you get paid but the money ain’t righteous
Paid all your bills, now your sh**’s back in minus
‘Til next pay day, you’re probably moving the tightest
For the rest of your life this cycle repeats
That’s why I live, eat, breathe this, that’s why I’m a beast
n***as round me winning so I go hard with this sh**
Stayed at Raheem’s house, where do I start with that crib?
Got a courtyard in the crib
An indoor swimming pool, got a bar in the crib
Got a barber shop, got a cinema in the crib
A tanning room if you wanna get dark in the crib
How’s that for inspiration?
How’s that to make you wanna get the f** up out your situation?
Streets don’t love you, I’m telling you n***as
You made it out the streets? Then amen to you n***as
But the streets gave life to like ten of my n***as
And the streets took life from like ten of my n***as
South side, all the sh** that it’s taught me
I’m from the [?] link me in Morley’s
All the stories, the sh** that it did for me
But thank God cuh things could’ve went differently
Like when me, [?] all on a ride
Couple inches to the left, we all would’ve got life
Don’t even remember the reason for it
Just would’ve been another mother’s heart bleeding from it
Would it have been worth it? No way
Who would’ve been here to change the whole game?
Only hood n***as in the charts next to Coldplay
It’s mad cuh seven years ago, you could’ve got your 08
But there’s still a couple k**ers on the Seven side
Have you and your dogs petrified
Think you’re Superman?
Well you don’t wanna bump into Krept tonight
n***a, where you repping? We are from The Seven
You don’t want no problem, come and ask Section
You might get Bonkaz or P might wet him
I wish he’d put it down but the streets won’t let him
f** a street fighter, my G’s got a weapon
Think it’s a game until your life get tekken
You can learn a lesson, a lesson from the streets G
Keys to the Bimmer, I still tek man’s beanie
Bag of brothers, seven is the magic number
Don’t stab me in the back cuh you don’t wanna see my acupuncture
Say we ain’t the kings, ain’t the truth, don’t go there
We’re royalty, you kids come out of nowhere
Cuh they ain’t matching us
I could throw you P but you still ain’t catching up
We attract the love
My West ting wants s**ual ‘ealing, so she acting up
Yeah, so how do we survive?
That’s why them youngens on the streets letting heaters fly
These young girls sell theyself, can’t sleep at night
She moving loose, but there’s probably a reason why
Girls abused at home so it plays with their head
They start moving backwards, so watch what I say next
They slip up as pupils, eat desserts when they’re stressed
Becuh she lived with the devil, hope you caught what I said
I’ll give you a minute to catch that
Give you a minute to realise we’re the best with the raps at
You caught that, yeah?
Rah
Show love when you on the way up, my n***a
Cuh if you fall, I won’t pick you back up, my n***a
Don’t change up, my n***a, that’s what it is, my n***a
Hated school but we’ve got the English lit, my n***a
Whoa, f** you rappers that don’t really rate me
And f** the DJs that don’t really play me
Couple old school girls started snooping lately
f** you, b**h, you never used to rate me
They say “Krept, you’re rich now and look at these chains, how you whipping, G?”
f** these chains, n***a, they don’t mean sh** to me
This might be rich to you, this ain’t rich to me
Until my people good, I don’t see victory
Cuh my dad’s still praying for a Merc
My n***as still out here, hate getting searched
My mum’s still slaving at work
My stepdad lost his job, so it’s making it worse
Had to work when her mum died, yeah, that’s a joke ting
All those years in her company, still no promotion
I don’t know who’s in charge here, but this is for you
Before I die, I’mma make sure she’s richer than you
Head of the fam, had to man up
Just paid for most of my fam to bury Nana
Mum broke down thinking ’bout the funeral cost
I said “Mum, I’ve got this, what you think I’m doing this for?”
Yeah, called us little hood rappers, gotta change that now
Enough money for a Maybach now
Out in New York over at A$AP’s house
Thinking look at where the music took me
Man’s going worldwide, we’re the future
We just opened up fi breeze you like the room stunk
Just made like quarter million in two months
Look where the music took me
Yeah, best in the city
I was rolling through the gip with [?]
Now I’m rolling through the 6 with Skeppy and Drizzy
Thinking ‘look at where the music took me’
f**, that’s why I never take days off
I’ve gotta change odds
But my plane’s about to take off
PS, we just shut down Lagos