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Slipped down don’t you fall you a soldier That’s me talking to myself in the cold ah’ Round the time I was going through some rough shit Seventeen skinny wreck on some fucked shit Hated life felt the upper class looked down Then I joined the upper class, how I meant to look now? Still the same cunt, fresh with a foul mouth Certified been making haters fuckin bow down Ask about me, I carry this game Before I marry this game, and boy hasn't it changed? I used to rap in the rain, when I was smashed off my face Pour back with my mates, were they happy in day shit? I don’t know we was only tryna have fun We was living in the town, you had to back up What you said on these C-Town streets Inspiration for the real ones when I move to the beach, just reach When we all go out, it’s the same way Heard your man got shot in the laneway When you’re first man How you thinking Kers next? Holding on your bottle on, there’s nothing on the surf left Get your head up man, they don’t know the real you That’s why some hate and some are gonna feel you I don’t care, I’m just lookin’ for a quiet one Wonder why I got a spliff, yeah I light it up Letras de canciones Crusin' on the highway on pill 5 mate Lookin’ for a driveway, I just wanna drive away I never look back, unless it’s on the good times But that shit's hard when you’re stuck with a crook's mind It took time but I rose to the top I left Obese Records and they closed up their shop I’m a fuckin hustler; I’m ABK till I go Don’t compare me to a rapper, in a lane of my own And the scene still hate, well ain’t that a shock I think they mad cause they flop and can’t get this shit in shops I play the game right, why you gotta hate on that? A real rapper from the bottom that is making cash Got a right to have a knee, go you’re fuckin right A couple nights celebrating thinking, what have I Overcome as I’m sitting on the beachfront? Damn I came a long way for a street cunt Why Kers, that I made it in the rhyme game Cause I versed everything that came my way Now the one you called Chap is a made man Take my boys on tour, best feelings when I pay them man When we all go out, it’s the same way Heard your man got shot in the laneway Where you first met, now you thinking Kers next Holding on your bottle on, there’s nothing on this earth left Get your head up man, they don’t know the real you That’s why some hate and some are gonna feel you I don’t care, I’m just lookin’ for a quiet one Wonder why I got a spliff, yeah I light it up This for the fans that demand a night I’m the man alright, I used to stand and grind In the rain with the mixtape, no one wanna buy aye When I need bail went for 3k the other day Shout to T selling tapes with me That was back in the day, ain’t it crazy to see? That I’m sitting at the top, we were sittin, we would pot And I gave the crew the word that I’m never going soft I’m blacklisted everywhere, shuttin me out Will they ever change a mind with a gun in their mouth? That’s a couple of stacks, that I’m likely to drop Let’s get back to the rap it’s my life, it’s my job It’s my everything man, it can’t get out of my head It’s like it’s stuck in their forever with whatever I said ‘Unwritten Letter’ ‘Can’t Rest’, but it’s just for now They would never understand, guess it’s just me wow When we all go out, it’s the same way Heard your man got shot in the laneway When you’re first man How you thinking Kers next? Holding on your bottle on, there’s nothing on the surf left Get your head up man, they don’t know the real you That’s why some hate and some are gonna feel you I don’t care, I’m just lookin’ for a quiet one Wonder why I got a spliff, yeah I light it up From Letras Mania