Intro (Let it Breathe)

You know I love the sea 'cah my star signs a fish

You know I'll make a man permanently kiff

The love dismissed

This version is sick

I brought pain up in this bitch

Walk through this rain for this shit

Had me in bits

Long talks in the grave, that's how I live

Real rap living, no fibs

I'm in my dressing gown like Uncle Alro in his crib

That's how real niggas live

I'ma let the beat breathe for a minute

Let it breathe

Let me preach

I like to push hard

Yeah, I'm from the UK

But hold tight my brothers from Punjab

Clean heart, clean chakra

Clean atma

Shout out my farmers on the tractors

Half a mil' move, lick it with my apna

He trusted me 'cause he thought I was a popstar

But you're wrong, darg

Stylish robbin' in Tom Ford

Tool get withdraw

I lick shots and skid car

Whistle and Claude get dis-cared

Thirteen years since I been yard

Don't watch nothin' soon, land

Pure barrel iPhone and SIM card

Let the beat breathe for a minute

Let it breathe

Let me preach

Cripple him

No boo or navo kaff

Still brought the stickalin'

My right hand, it don't miss a thing

Oh please

Headshot, no knees

Complete left step on concrete

I'll still stomach it

I'll go home and still eat

Bare whips at home

Yeah, you know we own the fleet

I like to push hard

Yeah, I'm from the UK

But hold tight my brothers from Punjab

Clean heart, clean chakra

Clean atma

Shout out my farmers on the tractors

I'ma let the beat breathe for a minute

Let it breathe

I like to push hard

Yeah, I'm from the UK

But hold tight my brothers from Punjab