Lyrics
(You are now listening to Young Chencs)
Put in the work for years for this, this ain't no coincidence
Back then when I weren't so lit, now I'm lit, they're pissed
Bad B's, they curved the kid
Back then when I weren't so lit, now I'm lit, they're pissed
Told bro-bro that you gotta take it slow
But he knows crime pays, so he won't go lidge'
Went three-for-three, now I'm six-for-six
Put in the work for years for this, this ain't no coincidence
I did haffi take them trips
Shit
They're talkin' shit and it makes me sick
I said, "Fuck school," and it made me rich
We did sell crack on an 80's ting
The jakes on us and they pray we slip
Said, "Fuck school," and I broke the law
Told little bro, "Gotta' stay in school"
Tellin' the kids this shit ain't cool
Fuck, I'm so hypocritical
Fuck, I just missed a call
My bro's in the field, not volleying balls
Sold cocaine, and molly, and all
Told mumzy don't worry at all
Step in the bando, "Honey, I'm home"
The local fiends, don't vouch
He won't get served, the cats unknown
I don't owe no-one, I made money alone
Bad B's, they curved the kid
Back then when I weren't so lit, now I'm lit, they're pissed
Told bro-bro that you gotta take it slow
But he knows crime pays, so he won't go lidge'
Went three-for-three, now I'm six-for-six
Put in the work for years for this, this ain't no coincidence
I did haffi take them trips
Could've been in the bin
If it weren't for the gloves that I had when I wrapped that Rizz
That kid got nicked on an amateur ting
Gotta bank that cling, take precaution
If you knew the risks we took to get paid, you wouldn't look at me the same
My bro got the wickedest aim
We bringin' the blicky on stage
They're hatin' I'm really unfazed (haha)
Don't test my patience
Half of the hood did show man love, it's bait that the rest are hatin'