’08, all the tests, I was smackin’ ’em Funds kinda low, packed lunches, was packing ’em Huaraches bummy, no Kim Kardashian Any MC talking trash, I was clashin’ ’em Remember, had a little scuff and got my wrist snapped Told couple olders, “Fam, I got the prick wrapped” Now Ps, I just wanna get this shit mashed ‘Til I’m easy on a beach with a fit stack And I don’t need rings for protection Lost myself a little bit, seein’ no reflection I’m trying to go hard, it ain’t no erection In the scene I’ma fiend ’til I found my direction Yeah, I’m skinny, goin’ to the gym See he’s tryna spud me, but I don’t know him Tell him, “Dust fam, better start ghosting” No fuss, tryna buss like the big chrome ting I’m living in the ends where most man are ’bout the figures And ends full of goons, fake chicks in the slithers Up ship paddle, talking ’bout no rivers I done seen real shit that’ll give a grown man shivers Haters shoot words without ammo in their quivers ‘Gnac in my system, I’m bunning out my liver M-O-B, I ain’t looking at a digger I am pulling on a trigger doing stretches for a nigga Tryna plant a seed and I ain’t talking ’bout a dibber Studio to gym, I’m tryna get myself bigger Blue skies common cah I love what I’m seeing Never been another brudda, just a normal human being And my life’s still looking peak, mum’s stressed Grinds hard so that we can eat My dad’s ghost, not around when we need Ps So I hit the roads in the cold, fuck a CV ‘Cause I want dough and I need bags I was bad then good, I had a relapse I don’t wanna be in her when the beef claps I want cheddar so my mumsy can relax Relax, that’s a ting that I’m never able What I’m talking, true stories, this is not a fable My mum puts a smile on her face, spends dough Comes home, ‘nough bills sittin’ on the table West End, self in the greazy ends See, they say the ting chats like BBM Any nigga that’s fake, I’m leaving dem Fake niggas in my life, I ain’t needin’ them I ain’t need a skeng, I just need a pen But I move correct, I ain’t been in pen Bare man are fake when you grow a stack Cah I’m next to the banks like Joe Black