Songer Bl@Ckbox Pt. 1 (Feat. Songer)
Bl@Ckbox
3:16Yo I's Berna Yea Listen Let's start from the top Grind and stack on the low lord knows that man a get gwop But let me not stunt I was once broke, so broke Didn't have P's to get sweets from a shop Where I'm from you either move food Bang guns or you gangbang or you break down blocks Fuck that shit, throw me a hally You're a barcs, yeah my main make, everyting pop I ain't no trapper But I know a couple man that grow that green like crops Daddy weren't around so my big bro had to man up Fam, go and take that spot Struggling to live, mummy didn't have no job 7 kids on child benefits I'd think to myself like, I don't deserve this shit Nah I don't deserve this shit Why couldn't I be like my rich white Friends that whipped 'round in a German whip? Only whip I knew was when you whip up the work White stuff, go serve that brick Only thing I knew Cause if man was a opp 44s gonna murk that prick If that prick's girl is a pengers Then I'ma go and fuck his bitch I'll open her mouth, flick two balls on her tongue She's gonna suck this dick I'm a good yout but a good yout tun bad If a man tryna take me for a prick Fuck a flip—knife, I'll flick out my fist Right jab, left hook, Bruce Lee with the kicks I heard dem boi there were talkin' my name Everybody is gonna be talkin' my name en route to a milli Yes, I am I—C to the E—Y from head to my feet If it's beef you can have dargs at your door Track address with your IP, ICP You can see the bird on my jeans and the target on my Stoney I don't trap—trap in the bando I flip squares till they're made then I see P from AC to London AC Charlie, go down the booth when Berna gets in the zone Way back when I was broke and gyal didn't rate me Now they're all on my phone Pick up the phone, that's the money callin' me Yeah, we grindin' till the mornin', G Stack so large I could line that Shit from the UK to the Colosseum in Rome All my niggas roam the streets with loaded heats You can get a chrome to your dome My big bro died, vision still haunting me R.I.P. my brudda Chrome Money through the ends and my woes Ten toes, ten toes I'll ride then die for my bros When I had no P, rips on the bottom of my jeans My niggas went and bought me clothes Life is a fuckery You don't know me so don't judge me Cuh, that's the shit that'll bug me My ends like a jungle Big apes with banana clips You can get robbed for a monkey So please don't say that you're on me Cuh my niggas bust shots like Henry Ain't no time to waste, you man like to play But this ain't a game like Jumanji Cause I grind hard and I won't stop till my stack grows Swipe cards then I bank squares till I'm bankrolled Anyway, I go, gang go And if all flop, plan B is the bando I don't shot crow but I smoke crow till my eyes roll Try me, that's unlikely, ICEY that's the time piece under my sleeve Gucci, on my tee and on my feet Yo B one stack bands, cash in the backpack Yo can get slapped if you act bad Smokin' this reefa, blow O's like it's Shisha Man, I love all my ziggy backstrapped If you clap first we'll clap back Send a couple shots to your snap back B (be) 1 (one) I'm a fraudster I don't trap—trap And when I see dem I want revenge Click—clack bang the skeng Medieval, take their head Told the Feds they can take me pen Still screamin', "fuck the Feds" Pussy nigga, motherfuck your ends Don't rep for no fuckin' ends You'll already fuckin' know that I ride for my fuckin' woes Fuck your Redrum, Krept, my darg will redrum your bro Then send a four door to your fucking' home I ain't even on beef with my mum, I'll raise the heat I'm the guy that they can't defeat My legacy will walk this earth till I beef with my fuckin' feet And yeah, it's that fuckin' deep When you big bros died from a gang Crime turned a good boy to a fuckin' creep I talk but it's like they don't hear me speak It's B1, get rich, stack dough, don't fuck a bitch Can't solidate with no snitch Focus on money, no time for a honey Cuh Mummy told me dem are all witch Ain't got time for a set—up chick All these haters are irrelevant Where my big bro Chrome came and ended it R.I.P. fuckin' Chrome Come on Come on! COME ON! Clap