Yeah yeah Yo This years been a hectic one Been so spun by the rona we all forgot what Brexit done So you see the shortage on petrol now picture an electric one That’s connection done That’s some pain and expensive That’s some pain and expensive one Check this one White Jesus got me vexed with Mum All I’m dropping is truth and facts But she will got accept this one I ain’t even saying that dude was black But these pricks are selective ones This type of shit what holds us back This type of shit what kept us dumb Arghha Jordan 4s or Jordan 1’s Imagine like 100 years from now Now they’re calling all the Jordans, John And they say John used to look like Tom And they say either way it don’t matter ‘cos now everybody’s got Jordans on Now everybody’s got Jordans It’s long I ain’t even tryna give right from wrong I’m just tryna pick sense from nonsense It’s common sense why I write this song I don’t even care if you like this song Facts ain’t got feelings, we ain’t got facts and we ain’t got freedom Ain’t no god and there ain’t no demons Arghha Ain’t got meaning we ain’t got reason That’s why we get that depression feeling That’s why we get that oppression feeling Arghaa That’s why the leans got bare man leaning That’s why the loud can stop man dreaming That’s why our whole generations bleeding Arghaa All we know is act like demons Mad generation Don’t get mad get even Arghaa All we know is bags and bitches Sad generation But we got happy pictures All we know is crackers, mixers Bad b’s act like sisters Mandem act like brothers Don’t even help each other Let me tell you ’bout that gutter Niggas doing life in the can and their friends can’t send them a one up Still tryna flex in the summer Sucker You know I buss that best you’re a runner Can’t tell me ’bout stress im a gunner All my friends doing stretch like a hummer One up Moretime I handle it one up One man two sticks like a drummer Never thought he’d beat this on a come-up uh Shut up (uh) Shut up (haha) Pay attention blue you might learn something You already know what it is fam OT, One truth one team one thousand [?] What do I know? Ya Ya, ya Ya, ya Ya, ya Never had a job I never had a giro I could never have it never had a vio I graduated from the streets but what do I know? I’m verified [?] and put it in my bio I chose the grind I done the grind full time You gotta polish up before you get to shine yo I made the money back I never got the time no I made the money back I never got the time no I made the money back I never got the time back It was drilly way before we heard of Shiraq In ’09 I was listening to coke boys I hit the road with intent to supply that And I ain’t tryna promote or consign that But things that are learnt on the curbs was a life hack I just transfer my skills and apply that You got robbed for your jewels you had to buy back Rapping like you’re streets you ain’t like that You got stabbed by your friends you didn’t like that If that was me I woulda’ let that corn fly back In the bag with the mizzy not the iMac But now I see the bigger picture, IMAX Steady studying the scripture, finance Binance To be the boss you gotta (Sacrifice) Uh Somebody not a Nobody I could I could never be a prick for nobody I was Outside now I’m a Homebody with a Sweet one and she got her own body There’s a war going on outside no man is safe and you Can’t stop the rain if [?] Can’t stop the pain if [?] had the medicine Tell me bout the grub if you I get it off the trolley uh Tell Natalie say sorry uh Bitch apologise I buss case after case no apologies Fuck the judge fuck the jakes ‘cah they’re onto me But there’s no stopping me Honestly I’m relentless Been ‘tru more hard white than a dentist So you know your wage couldn’t match my expenses Call me Mostack I was 18 when I wrote that uh Old bars back they ain’t chatting to me Fam I buss a strip-search with a pack in my jeans uh That’s composure And I’m the hardest That’s disclosure Top 5 dead or alive ‘member I told ‘ya I’m m colder (uh) And if you don’t believe double back when you’re sober You must be drunk, ah