you're making the situation worse
might as well give them life
'cuh he could've been rapping
but now he's still packing
a big gun for when his oppositions come clapping
he shoots him he going jail
you know how hard it is to better yourself
upper class won't understand 'cuh you inherited wealth
maybe you should help here
instead of all this scrutiny
there's a knock on effect for this shit you wanna ban
let me paint you a picture so you dummies understand
i'm fifteen i'm from a poor block round
my mum tries her best to put food on my plate
my life's okay i go to school everyday
sometimes i gotta go to school with no lunch money
but i get it she ain't got it
but now she got a extra job
but i guess it's extra gwop
i started staying out late
i started hanging out with people from my estate
they all had fresh clothes
said they'll teach me the way
started trapping on them man now
with a couple thousand to spare
feds raided my house and found all of the gear
but i'll be out in a year
that's the rule of the streets
that's how it goes where i'm from
and these are my friends but it's a gang to police
guess i'm young and i'm dumb
out of jail couple months
but the beef keeps spiralling
put your hands on the steering wheel now
i started rapping in jail
every single nigga in the jail rates the bars
they said that i gotta go hard
while i'm riding this bird
then i started selling spice
then i came from education and my cell got searched
i've just come from the block
it's only been a couple hours
when he comes in the wing
then we get him in the showers
but i'mma get him for the bros
'cause i know they'd do the same thing if i was on the roads
don't worry 'bout the govs cause they'll turn a blind eye
all my bros heard the news know it's on the timeline