Secondary dropout Never home, Man me a dirty stopout Ten stone so they think I'm easy to Until they see me pull a or a kosh out I been in some sticky I ain't lucky, magic's how I got out been a victim of police discrimination I've clocked 'em long before they hop out There's only one it's way too hot out What's the problem, they don't see an Ex-con out? I they ain't harassing every Harry, Dick and Tom out I'm just doing a promo for my latest song out I ain't done fuck all go to the cop house This is hustle, see me handing any rock out? (No) Go get the sniffing dog out Then apologise you have to let me go Cause you ain't find shit, except my dough Not one on me, no extra phone And an answer every they felt a question go Like, I'm coming from?' I left Jerome's Like, 'where I'm to?' I'm home what I do for money Look, I'm selling of CD's This is really a stone I shows with a bag five in the envelope And my agenda so busy I don't get to With the mandem before I wanna let 'em The day I watched an episode of Friends And it me of when we were together most days Now it's like he couldn't see me a telescope (Fuck) What's with me? up a telephone Dial the in If it rings out leave a So the record when I called But for all I know a brother could be livin' like an Heaven knows it's been a since Swift linked up Tell your family said (hello) music people know me for But my are my people so they know me more And it comes to success My nigga Ish would tell you music the only door Football was a good Even if you team ain't within the Premier The way it's on it won't be long before it gets him there Now his head is clear I bet he has a better Get the P's in These pockets are big enough to the Queen in call me GH, Peacon calls me G-son My name to be J-Reaper and then Freedom My name's Justin My dawgs me Wretch next? Ghetts; I the O for the S Oh yes I'm a man a lot of names A man with on my hands I can't wash away A man hell can accommodate But I'm also a man only God change I smoke til the pain's gone Blue slims, Mayfair and some Haze When it to Chronic, I'm Dr. Dre Two a day How much can my take? Lose control when the start to dominate I can't act like the thought never crossed my brain (it has) It ain't rare a common case I can make disappear, there's a lot of ways say no Where the at? Get the out I'm Winehouse, no It's not my music in any way No way, all I need is a mic with no I used to get the off Mishak Now he's on remand for something that he did keep locking up the mandem Where the at? Free Titch, Ashman and free Shaq Free Shorts and free my T-man And when each and every one of are home All I'm gonna say is does it feel to be a free man?' Free Shocks, free Shots he lands Oops I nearly forgot, when's Aaron That's a nigga that I can't to see back about (MY NIGGA!) I just heard Smokey's in I knew, what happened now? In fact the feds were tryna catch him They let him go and get him again when he's around It's a vicious cycle and I'm I'm out my niggas through the music I'mma throw a party when back in town Big dance, crowd Get the Get the out Take a picture my So it's a permanent fixture my Come smoke, come and have a drink me, nigga to a show Come on a with me nigga girls, you can take one or two Introduce a group to Ame on the As this beat on a loop Ross is on lock but when he's not room