Secondary dropout Never home, Man me a dirty stopout Ten stone so they I'm easy to knockout Until they see me pull a or a kosh out I been in sticky situations I lucky, black magic's how I got out I've been a victim of discrimination already 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 know ain't harassing every Harry, Dick and Tom out I'm just doing a promo for my latest song out I done fuck all go back to the cop house is illegal hustle, see me handing any rock out? (No) Go get the sniffing dog out Then apologise when you 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, 'where I'm coming I left Jerome's Like, 'where I'm to?' I'm home Like I do for money Look, I'm selling loads of This is really a stone I shows with a bag five in the envelope And my agenda so I don't get to roll the mandem like before I let 'em know The other day I watched an of Friends And it reminded me of when we were together days Now it's like he couldn't see me a telescope (Fuck) wrong with me? Pick up a the number in If it rings out leave a So the shows when I called But for all I know a brother be livin' like an Eskimo Heaven knows it's been a since Swift linked up your family said hello (hello) It's music know me for But my people are my people so they me more And when it to success My nigga Ish would tell you music isn't the door was a good call Even if you team ain't anywhere the Premier The way it's going on it 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 to keep the Queen in call me GH, Peacon calls me G-son My name used to be J-Reaper and then My birth Justin My dawgs call me next? Ghetts; I the O for the S Oh yes I'm a man with a lot of A man with dirt on my hands I wash away A man hell can accommodate But I'm a man only God could change I smoke til the pain's away Blue slims, and some proper Haze When it to Chronic, I'm Dr. Dre Two a day How much can my take? Lose control when the drugs to dominate I act like the thought ain't never crossed my brain (it has) It ain't nothing a common case I can make drugs disappear, there's a lot of say no Where the at? Get the out I'm Winehouse, no not affecting my music in any way No way, all I need is a mic no feedback I to get the peng off Mishak Now on remand for something that he never did Police keep locking up the Where the at? Free Titch, free Ashman and free Free and free my nigga 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 wait to see back (MY NIGGA!) I just heard back in I never knew, what happened In fact the feds were tryna catch him They let him go and get him when he's back around It's a vicious and I'm glad I'm out Repping my niggas the music I'mma throw a party when they're back in Big dance, crowd Get the Get the out Take a my nigga So it's a permanent fixture my smoke, come and have a drink with me, nigga Come to a Come on a with me nigga girls, you can take one or two Introduce a group to Ame on the As this beat stays on a Ross is on lock but he's not make room