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Yo
Knockin' at the door, let me in, muufucka
I been knockin', how you never got the hint, muufucka
I been tryna stack some mula for my kin
And my niggas who believe in me and wanna see me win
Muufucka, real spit'
Couldn't see this shit, now it's clear, muufucka
In my own lane, you just in the rear, muufucka
In the race with myself, you ain't near, muufucka
Bout to lay the shit down for my kin and my brothers
Put us in the South of the Thames, they don't love us
Got it out the mud and the turf, I'm a hustler
Nigga you a microwave meal, Rustler
German engineer, but I whip it like a cutlass
Ask about the boy up in my hood, you know I does this
Every other day, we be stuntin' out in public
All white beam, but the seats lookin' mustard
Tay came with all of the smoke, I'm a rasta
Parked up, on the double yellow line, we in the hood, baby
We know the law but know to bend it cause we hood babies
Only tickets you be gettin's to my shows
Got more secrets I can show
You'll be fine if you be good, baby
And I got no heart for a joker
Queen play her cards right, then I might have to poke her
She came through with ace of spades, tell her that I don't
Wait, hey, look, yeah
If it ain't Alize, it's probably Ace of Spades
Used to have that white, boy, like it's training day
My niggas still flaggin' blue like it's 88
I'm just livin' day to day, still up on the paper chase
I ain't Superman, I ain't here to save the day
Gorilla nigga, that's why my shirt says a bathing ape
Bring it straight to your door like it's takeaway
Life's hard till you fade away
We hit the fadeaway, jump shot, know the ball will slap him
And whatever Tay say, we gotta make it happen
Buss down like I'm shoppin' up in inner Hatton
But I'm really rollin' round the seven with a silly pattern
Had to trade the pesos for a pack of pennies
Then I trade my way up, now I'm stackin' heavy
You ain't on what we on, I'll be rollin' round with two phones
Kill 'em, two stones like I'm Balotelli
I'm an old school player, I think I'm Henry
Find me by the Heath side, by the Wong Kei
The loud packs got a nigga drivin' wonky
I hope the boys in the blue don't stop me
If they whoop-whoop, then they'll probably find it on me
Tryna stay free, but my shoes cost a monkey
I could do it on my lone like Bugzy
But me and Damz like some Remy with the Dom P
Shit
You know them niggas can't do it how we do it right
Big fish
CR7, CR0 (bottom of the Thames)
SE25 (you know what I'm saying)
Croydon to the world and back
South London to the world and back
You know how we do it