| They were blocking bare
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| But now I’m rocking here on a rocking chair
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| Yeah, the block is here, yeah, the block is here
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| At the top of stairs, nigga, Rocky’s here
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| Self-centred
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| Everybody tell me that I’m self-centred
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| But they ain’t got a fucking clue
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| Another nigga gone, that’s like the twelfth sentence
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| Changes
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| Shit’s much different from the dangers
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| Shit looks different from the neighbours
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| Yeah, shit’s much different, it was dangerous
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| That was man’s bredrin, now we’re strangers
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| We pop, bang, serve a nigga saviours
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| I watched man begging «nigga, save us»
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| And that man’s never put in wages
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| I’m mentally fucked
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| I’m mentally scarred, I’m meant to be up
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| I’m meant to be high, I’m meant to be chuffed
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| Fam, I fought for my life, I’m mentally stuck
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| Man, I jump out my chair, you’re mentioning Buck
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| They just lock niggas up, they sent for the cuffs
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| Had to call up my girl and sent for my stuff
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| Fam, the day I walked out, it went through my guts
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| So in charge
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| Everybody’s watching, nigga, so it starts
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| Everybody’s watching, thinking 'Oh, we’re stars'
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| Everybody’s showing cards
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| But that’s that
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| Cause man’s just pussy like a black cat
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| And man’s just looking like a flash chap
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| DSquared jacket and a flash cap
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| I’m made for this
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| I came for that, I paid for this
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| I changed for this
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| I never left, I stayed for this
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| Fucking hell
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| I do this for my niggas that are stuck in jail
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| I do this for my niggas that got up and fell
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| I do this for my brothers, nigga, fuck a cell
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| Lord, thank you for your blessing, man
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| Every bloody morning, nigga gotta get that blessing, fam
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| Gotta bring that message, fam
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| Peanut butter sticky, get me out that messy jam
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| Them Giuseppe shoes won’t delay that speshy bang
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| We was them Peckham dudes, jumping out like Peckham man
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| Old school
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| Smoking on that Method Man
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| Man was in the trap working all long, it was late
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| You was in a bar, out with a blonde and her mate
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| Bag of dots in the whip, it was on, it was bait
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| Man would quickly pass through, say I’m gone and I skate
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| I was sleeping before, now it’s on, I’m awake
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| I ain’t asking for nothing, I want it, I take |