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I see a lot of man let their jealousy in Watch who you eat with, the girls that you with Watch who you talk with, with, speak with The first to the motives, the to the meetings Huh, all I is how to work bruv Start off as a and thats just how it works bruh When I was tryna work niggas never to turn up But when it's to turn up everybody turns up And I don't know what I was thinking the tweets about the searches But when Harry got murdered man was so Tryna find I had some good intentions but I I couldn't word them The so funny I got a saying that the streets don't love me The streets don't you If you died they wouldn't donate to your fucking GoFundMe A lot of man me, but man can't touch me That's why I chuckle, I'm a Poet, no Chuckie My tryna wake me up for college in the morning Is the time a human on this earth has ever rushed me Pshh, boy it's I tell them yutes that skunk is gonna poison you All you wanna do is go and a point or two ironic everybody's got a point to prove When we were young we listened to them older man How you beefing man if you don't even know the you poke a man you man wanna expose a man All for some Instagram clout on gangs So what's gangster then? 'Cause I don't really know if I'm When we were young we had dreams of being Ballers, doctors, in an office So how did that turn into out of college Snaps in a cell, bodies in a coffin London is cursed, city's got a problem My bro ain't got a he got an ostrich, a fucking life sentence So talk about experience I say what I want and that's My serious I still got a full of lifers From Dovegate to ISIS, freedom is And I see a lot of man tryna me out I feel the tension in the air when I around But would you rather be the talking or the person doing all the things that people talk about? that, I ain't with the backchat My mum calls me David, call me Santan And fam, I don't give a fuck if you're a You madman, the only guy I'm is the tax man They say that fame is a and it's true 'Cause if you say the wrong word then wants to hang man Ask Surge about the that I had man I brought the fam together when Tommy got the black hand And if you got a good you need to keep her close And let her in, the difference is When things hit the fan gonna disappear All them sidechicks, and all mistresses All your and your affiliates And all the man that you were standing in the pictures They visiting 'cause they ain't got a thing to give I'm a But line between stopping it and living it I'm in the thick of it You would think I told my boys to come party in 'Cause this I said we need to touch bigger fish Too many yutes are and I'm sick of it