Loads of debt, come up on loads of stress Me I’ve got no regret, couple times close to death Fed chase and I hold my breath Might forgive, don’t forget You, you get no respect I’ve been Hell and back twice and I’ve got the t-shirt My bro’s a better akh than me and he’s just a revert You my brudda then you hold a free verse If I could see this life, put that shit in reverse I was rinsing out them Zara tops I used to drip it, used to spill it like a Prada top Grab a gun and then I ventured like Lara Croft The feds came and I was kipping out in Sara’s loft So don’t pretend cuz, a hand you never lent us Rapping what amend us and trapping what my men does Words can’t offend us, hands on the tenancy No tenants in the crib, just tenser
Make the bread, get it and evade the feds I don’t pay debt but I pay respect, made my bed Take a breath, hit the booth, pain eject You can take a shot but it may deflect, shake my head And I ain’t got no crazy cousin I got a rusty tree too without a safety button I saved my money cah I knew that the rain was coming Did some crazy time, sorry if you got made redundant Look, why am I frowning and I see red? Cause I was drowning but I swam up from the seabed Hit town with the brownin and she beat it I wasn’t clowning, I’ll out him for like three Z’s This my life in the deep end This my life, this my book, I don’t pretend I just bill it up and reflect I was the bad boy in school, you was the prefect