[Ard Adz]
I was hopeless and homeless
I never gave up, I stayed focused and focused
And now I done sold more Rolex than Rolex
Them jokers the brokest, the coldest, they know this
I done swang swords like them Romans and Trojans
Shootouts and drug deals, been involved in both things
I done swam with sharks, not them dolphins
Notice, I bought me some new guns but still love my old tings
I was hopping over counters, got it in my trousers
Nina from my akhis but that shotty from my Scousers
Tell you bout my childhood, Gas Gang founders
They ain't got them sticks or them balls to play rounders
Slumped a couple bouncers, slung a couple ounces
Grew it in some houses, my cupboards had mouses
And life a bitch but that ho is sexy
In the Brix, I'm old school like Bo and Lexy
[Sho Shallow]
I'm old school like when town had Take Two
And I was tired, running round, tryna make do
So much suffer in my life I had to face too
I'm from a place where it makes or it breaks yutes
You ain't gotta check for me my brudda, I'm a soldier
Twenty-eight mixed with an eighth of the ammonia
Asking why I'm strapped, cause these pricks are getting bolder
Streets are getting colder, yes mama I'm a loner
I did it on my own, billing all these phones
No one put me on, I'm getting busy in my zone
Feeding bones to the cats, rats to the dargs
Mind how you chat, no turning back when it starts
Life just a trap, running laps from the start
Cold nights, trap, can't take naps when it's dark
I used to get cold shivers from my own niggas
Can't have no menty thoughts when I roll with ya
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