Ages ago
A-ages go
Top Amiri, I came from the gutter
Talk bread, but ain't got no butter
Opps near me, but so was my cutter
Blue lights in the rear, then I'm cuttin'
Couple man don't want me to come up
Someone tell up that I'm comin'
I was in jail, just waiting for freedom
Gov's buss my door, I couldn't believe it
I was only in jail for the autumn
Free my nigga, try rip out his organs
Told Jay, "I need waps for caution"
I don't even care if he wanna extort me
Need a pair, a crack by the morning
2 A.M., still baggin' up, yawnin'
He was rappin' 'bout the block that I'm from
But had nuttin' to say when I caught him
They put me in prison for why?
Fresh home, but I still got my knife
In my cell with a smile on my face
No stress, I still got my life
Jerk a box, just got with a three
No stress, I still got a .9
Say my name in freestyle's
But make sure you make a wish to get a reply
My niggas mum thinks I'm rich
I promise it's not even that
Why you trippin'? You're not even gang
How you trappin'? Ain't got any racks
When it's beef, niggas phonin' my phone
Cah they know I'll be there in a flash
And If I had a Marty in jail
Would of fucked herself every day on my snap
I never knew my neighbour was a fiend
Would of put her in my phone, booked ages ago
Bro sent me a ting on the gram
But I chinged up her boyfriend ages ago
I knew you was cappin' from ages ago
I was peb wrappin' from ages ago
Don't click, I pay for my clothes
Tell a cat, "No ticks", gotta pay as you go
I never knew my neighbour was a fiend
Would of put her in my phone, booked ages ago
Bro sent me a ting on the gram
But I chinged up her boyfriend ages ago
I knew you was cappin' from ages ago
I was peb wrappin' from ages ago
Don't click, I pay for my clothes
Tell a cat, "No ticks", gotta pay as you go
My mum, she thinks I'm a hoodlum
Cah I'm with the gang, something I shouldn't
You say you do things, really you wouldn't
They hate 'cah I'm doin' things they couldn't or can't
And I ain't got no firearm
I gave it to bro, but he's still in the car
And love? That's just a word to me
Loyalty, that's the key to my heart
Still got a stick in the dance
Still got a flick in my palm
She thinks I'm a good lookin' yute
I don't wanna' tell her 'bout my hideous past
Tell the 'net what I did to your dargs
What we done to some of your bredrins
She a opp, I'll crash it in seconds
That's with or without any weapons
Got it on me wherever I go
Wanna' try it with me? I suggest that you don't
My nigga's in jail for doin' the most
Not one-two times, he was doin' it loads
Talkin' drip, I got loads
Do it in Harvey, or do it on Stone
A zino of flake for my t-shirt, my life's a movie
Rap stars still tryna to slap it reverse
I play with her hair when she's givin' me hat
Strap out my hands when I'm weighin' the grams
Don't ask me nothin' 'bout none of my opps
I'mma be honest, none of them bad
Why you act like I ain't put my blade in your back?
We were like fifteen tryna play with the mash
If you don't like what I'm sayin', you know where I'm at
I never knew my neighbour was a fiend
Would of put her in my phone, booked ages ago
Bro sent me a ting on the gram
But I chinged up her boyfriend ages ago
I knew you was cappin' from ages ago
I was peb wrappin' from ages ago
Don't click, I pay for my clothes
Tell a cat, "No ticks", gotta pay as you go
I never knew my neighbour was a fiend
Would of put her in my phone, booked ages ago
Bro sent me a ting on the gram
But I chinged up her boyfriend ages ago
I knew you was cappin' from ages ago
I was peb wrappin' from ages ago
Don't click, I pay for my clothes
Tell a cat, "No ticks", gotta pay as you go
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