| SK, easy
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| AR15, N17
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| Meridian Walk
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| Straight out the T-O-T
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| Icy
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| I used to smile in pictures, but the ends changed me
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| Dad told me protect Jason, protect Julie and protect Jamie
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| Remember I first bought my strap
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| I was lookin' in the mirror and I went crazy
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| I never knew Posty, didn’t wanna freestyle
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| Them times it was Skeng Daily
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| I had 13 scores in my mouth, ridin' from house to house
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| You would’ve thought I was a courier
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| So much money on the microwave
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| The shit looks like a photocopier
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| And I could probably make another score
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| With the crack residue in the buttons of the Nokia
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| Prayin' to God, please show me the light
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| Cause the trap house looks like Hollister
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| I spoke to my mumsy on the weekend
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| Told her I’m gonna be a G to the end
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| But this time, man are doin' it legal
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| The police can’t see me again
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| They can’t see me again
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| They can’t see me again
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| They can’t see me again
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| Nah, they can’t see me again
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| Spoke to my mumsy on the weekend
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| Told her I’m gonna be a G to the end
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| But this time, man are doin' it legal
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| The police can’t see me again
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| They can’t see me again
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| They can’t see me again
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| They can’t see me again
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| Nah, they can’t see me again
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| It’s me again
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| Yeah I’m gone again so they can’t see me again
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| Never go where them Pagans go
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| You won’t see me with them
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| It’s no new friends, no new friends
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| No new friends, no, no, no
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| Cause where I’m from, bruv, it ain’t a joke
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| Mans are takin' off heads like it’s Game of Thrones
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| This year, it’s fuck everybody
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| Anybody’s gettin' bodied
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| Nobody helped me… nobody, nobody
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| Cause when you’re not hot, everybody’s movin' dodgy
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| Now they gotta recognise
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| 10 years later, later!
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| Ever since Sega, I had a mega drive
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| Fuck all the gas, I’m just tryna be peaceful
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| I ain’t in the street or industry, I’m at home with my peoples
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| I used to be a wretch, shout out 32
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| Could’ve been dead, all the shit that I’ve been through
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| Now my legal hustle’s so sick, you could say it’s illegal
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| I spoke to my mumsy on the weekend
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| Told her I’m gonna be a G to the end
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| But this time, man are doin' it legal
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| The police can’t see me again
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| They can’t see me again
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| They can’t see me again
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| They can’t see me again
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| Nah, they can’t see me again
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| Spoke to my mumsy on the weekend
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| Told her I’m gonna be a G to the end
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| But this time, man are doin' it legal
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| The police can’t see me again
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| They can’t see me again
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| They can’t see me again
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| They can’t see me again
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| Nah, they can’t see me again
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| Tell a soundboy wheel it again, then leave in the Benz
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| Why would I wanna open a box, and play Deal or No Deal in the ends?
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| Tell a hater I’m on a TV again
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| And through the ad break, might see me again
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| SMS, BB, begfriend, I must look like Phoebe to them
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| You’ll get deleted, back out my
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| Been about this since, my don
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| Linked up with the Tottenham squad
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| Tell Daniel Levy I need that
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| Adi money and I want it weekly
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| World class, check a man’s CV
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| Catalogue, check a man’s PC
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| Tickets, them likkle PG’s
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| Parental guidance, run from the sirens
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| Come from the pirates, dun know the islands
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| Paid me in fivers, now it’s a minor
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| Transferrin' wires before I see pilots
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| Pack couple tees and a vest, cup of tea and some eggs
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| And I text my mumsy when I landed
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| Told her I’m gonna be a G to the death
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| I spoke to my mumsy on the weekend
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| Told her I’m gonna be a G to the end
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| But this time, man are doin' it legal
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| The police can’t see me again
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| They can’t see me again
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| They can’t see me again
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| They can’t see me again
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| Nah, they can’t see me again
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| Spoke to my mumsy on the weekend
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| Told her I’m gonna be a G to the end
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| But this time, man are doin' it legal
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| The police can’t see me again
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| They can’t see me again
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| They can’t see me again
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| They can’t see me again
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| Nah, they can’t see me again |