t.r.o.n

we don't part the red sea but we walk through the hood without gettin'

without gettin' shot

you know what i mean?

we don't turn water to wine

but we turn motherfucking dope fiends & dope heads

into profitable citizens into society

you know what i mean?

we don't part the. i'm still making them sales

tryna keep out of them cells

bare white dust on my scales

bare cling film on the shelves

told the fed's they better free dell

rhys

joker aswell

they locked the mandem in jail

bet they're proud of themselves

i'm still raising hell

tryna make my pockets swell

cunts let me out on bail

even though i licked more shots at the lane than bale

these ain't no tall tales

down to the last detail

i pick it up at wholesale

i lick it out at retail

never know i cook that crack so well

cook better than your girl

spent a ton on her nails

i got about that under my nails

you can tell its peng by the way it smells

sweeter than caramel

chopping them down like a force 9 gale

or like james degale

same colour as cravendale

gets me that wensleydale

i move my money around

i never let my bread go stale

straight to your door like royal mail

rain

sleet or hail

its nothing like you've heard or seen

you know what i mean?

bloody hell it's been a while init?

what's it like 5 years?

i'm an old man now

nah i'm just gettin' started geez i'm back

i'm still making this dough

i'm still making it snow

i'm on the grind bare hard

forget taking it slow

get cake cause i'm great with this blow

i reap more than i sow

man say life is a bitch

well i'm raping this ho

i'm high cause i'm smoking this dro

no i ain't joking it's choke

no see i got the potentest po

260 an o

wanna key? link me come & let's go

i serve it al fresco

in that vacuum pack

it look like a bag of pesto

best know i get rid of bare ye

fed's know but like what could they say

sell food 24 hours a day

like tesco

gettin' it in from the get-go

tryna get it like gordon gekko

that's why i get the money up front

like edin dzeko

i'm so-i'm so art deco'

i'm that necro' negro

flow so cold when i let go

adagio or allegro

hear my life as an echo

over grime & electro

it's nothing like you've heard or seen

you know what i mean?

oi cy you're crazy for this one man

yo big m's i see you mate

where's the album?

hey mason what's the deal?

what's going on?