Lyrics
I just need some distance
Lately I've been thinking
Told myself I'll leave dis life
Who am i convincing
Not guilty was the verdict
I'm not perfect
How Dey want me to be
I'm a trapper girl so tell me
What ur wanting from me
I'm serving pebbles by da sea front
I make da T jump
I held a T—Pac and Dey blocked me off at da T—Junc
I got my feins slumped
Careful dis new batch is a mean one
Dey raided all my bandos
For 2 years I had a clean run
I premeditated every town I went to
I should be medicated all da shit i went through
I seen a kittie pipe it for da first time
Cnd Dey went blue
Natalie told me her son doesn't know dat it's drug use
It's kinda sad
I got trauma to
No ratings for my Dad
Nothing like my father
I can't be 50 plus selling crack
Gods got a calling on my life
Cnd ik ders no looking back
Had trappers crawling for der life
Tryna make it to someone's flat
I feel like pablo Escobar
Wid dis brick of boi in dis car
Im a trap boss and a superstar
She told me im bizarre
But in a good way
Dey hate me cos I look paid
From all da sales dat took place
It's not my fault I look bait
Pebble boy from da 10
Treble it then go again
4 a day dats my rent
Times dat I used to trap out tents
Fishing wid civilian friends
Tryna blend
Till da end
10 clients waiting
I just done a 60 on bend
I de recruited half da members
Dey ain't built for nun for dis
I'm ruthless I don't use no censors
Blickys near my mothers crib
I see my kitchen bend in his chest
Put 1 in his upper rib
I can't tell u what my brother did
He's just a scummy kid