| You never fed your people |
| Nah, don't tempt your people |
| (Wizard, it's magic) |
| Yeah (Free my people) |
| (Gwappa Baby) Yeah |
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| Time's changed, now they're callin' me the big man |
| And nah, my bros don't rap, they're doin' kidnaps |
| I'm in the caff one deep with my flick shank |
| Watch me turn to gymnast when them things land |
| Your people in your ends are holdin' major violations |
| How you flyin' out, bro? I call that migration |
| Ayy, where you been, Slim? I took a hiatus |
| You wouldn't understand like my grind is Jamaican, no |
| Sittin' down talkin' money with the Asians |
| Learnt a little lesson 'cause it's all about patience |
| Hidin' from them pigs with the packs on a day shift |
| You know GRM, I'm well rated |
| Gotta hang with gorillas livin' life in the jungle |
| When you get rich quick, you've gotta try and stay humble |
| I bought so much mix for the work off of uncle |
| Them bricks crossin' borders like they're drivin' the Gumball, yeah |
| P45, loyalty is key, I keep it watertight |
| Ayy, Mount Pure were on a water grind |
| It's gettin' high, I paid eight for a 45 |
| I done him in, he never had a clue, it was a awkward vibe |
| Some things never change, thirty for a brick of yay |
| Linked him for the bits, I came home, but I never paid |
| He's 'round the gang, he weren't real, so he never stayed |
| Ayo, life gave me pain, I made lemonade |
| See 'em poppin' up where you're parkin' your rental |
| That tracker on your whip was just part of the schedule |
| They said that bringin' straps out is hardly essential |
| But I can't let these fuckboys harm my credentials |
| I know his main issue is he's livin' for the clout |
| I heard he's unhappy how they did him in the South |
| They ask how I'm comfy with the drillers in my house |
| Cah they're sittin' at my table, l'm givin' dinners out |
| You never fed your people |
| You're lookin' so lit, nah, don't tempt your people |
| You think this is a game, no, I ain't Beanie Sigel |
| I scream free the G's till they free my people |
| Don't let it deceive you |
| Cah life's full of ups and downs, three litre runarounds |
| I'm pepper in my spot, so I had to find another town |
| Answerin' the phone, cell site from my brother house |
| Talk behind my back, but they smile when I come around |
| Done a lot of things, I never gave no excuses |
| What I say goes here, l'm like Vladimir Putin |
| '024, you need work, well, I'm recruitin' |
| I told ****, "You're hot, you're on bail for a shootin'" |
| I'm the one that they ring for the jobs when the money's low |
| Incomin' call, I ring my worker on the other phone |
| I was in jail, my kid askin' when l'm comin' home |
| Sad thing to say, but my life's kind of come and go |
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| You never fed your people |
| Nah, don't tempt your people |
| You think this is a game, no, I ain't Beanie Sigel |
| Free my people |
| You never fed your people |
| Nah, don't tempt your people |
| You think this is a game, no, I ain't Beanie Sigel (Wizard, it's magic) |
| Free my people |
| (Gwappa Baby) |
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