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I don't care what you read in some Youtube comments I'm the guy in my ends What BM's den in the school where I'm rockin' that net When I drive my Benz My bro fold me from the can, and he told me to mind my friends Now that's only fam, I know gigs relate All I do is grind in cement All I did is grind in stock Aught sneaky by gusts Ever since I came from Jamaica always gettin' cash All I knew is pies and that match Fam all stash, West end king man, splash Them girls said mans flash Always on the move, way with no lashes Do the 150 and I let it crash Then mine popped up yesterday My car chapped, hit me 'bout shoes Big grime souls, big girls souls Yeah I got a big tongue for the goose I say shot that day, I wear a scarface Thank God that I never got booed Them cats used to call me Alfie That fool would take them to the moon Rain drop, drop top Your wifey connects to my hotspot You don't get called, you're cockblocked Letras de cancionesI'm a shotta' Teddy Bruckshot Yeah I go hard and I Try and still got bars And I had a browning called Carla The only thing I miss is Carla's back Bang. we ain't the same You're in the Astro, I'm in the Range You're just the after, F all the fame I bus on the tube, I can't get on the train They love when I say, they not in our lanes I'm done with the talkin' and I'm done with the game Sonny was sortin', chokin', testin' his aim Don't call mans names Ridin', rollin', drivin', stolen' Wavey ocean, hate me, chosen Ridin', rollin', drivin', stolen' Wavey ocean, hate me, chosen Ridin', rollin', drivin', stolen' Wavey ocean, hate me, chosen Ridin', rollin', drivin', stolen' Wavey ocean, hate me, chosen Black whip, black jeans Black crep, black hoodie Black bottles, black models I'm paid in full ways, boogie From the council estate to the states My boy Louis will ride for me fully And he's got so many toy stories I ain't got a Woody It's been a light year, I got my buzz back She wanna bang, fuck that Cuz' that's roadie Love trap, he in the bandola Where the drugs at? In a batmobile, like it's Gotham I wear the teeth, now man's flossin' Got more stacks than the whole block poppin' No niceness could save us from the coffin 'Bout the evil, I bought pinkies For my people Roll up, got the whole block froze up When we skrrt 'round in that black Beetle Call me Gucci man, I'm a Gucci man Feral in the hood, Gucci man Pain ting, sugar brain After we fuck, don't use my name Where you been? You waffle, you don't get cream Levi got a number one for the team He told us mans that winners in the jeans Everything clean, twenty racks in the supreme Odds man really do green Got Alice under the whip, she don't wanna be seen She know she can't be my queen Ridin', rollin', drivin', stolen' Wavey ocean, hate me, chosen Ridin', rollin', drivin', stolen' Wavey ocean, hate me, chosen Ridin', rollin', drivin', stolen' Wavey ocean, hate me, chosen Ridin', rollin', drivin', stolen' Wavey ocean, hate me, chosen Ridin', rollin', drivin', stolen' Wavey ocean, hate me, chosen Ridin', rollin', drivin', stolen' Wavey ocean, hate me, chosen From Letras Mania