[Verse]
Don't play with me, Gucci shirt and brand-new creps, life make-believe
They hate on me, I've been doing more for four years, fuck it, come on, say it to me (Yes, yes)
Spray on Rhys, try your bestest but I always keep a fucking K on me
Jaded B, baddest 'round, she ate on me
Yeah, yeah, got eight on me, hittin' up your block, you afraid of me
Outfit purple like Saint's Row, G, this the Jungle Book, I am my Mogli
Yeah, yeah, taste on me, your sister, yeah, I hit her, got a taste of Rhys
I was breakin' blocks and you was playin' on peace'
Let's get HD on radio, please, yeah, yeah
This how it go around here, yeah, you bet it
Come to my block and you shout, you'll regret
Don't live on the block but I always stay in it
Can't go outside 'cah there's always hate in it
Hatin' it, shit's fucked and there ain't no debatin' it
I made this shit, my teacher doubted me and I made it, bitch
I hate that bitch, got no education, still aced it, bitch
No revision on my test, I still A'd it, bitch (Yeah)
Ayy, my girl wanted beef so I took her to the opp block
Don't try to take my girl, else I'll kill another opp thot
We still fourteen ridin' 'round on the wrong blocks
Manna didn't have no struggles is what they say
But man had a lot of cock-blocks (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
I remember sendin' them features on Dropbox
Manna don't like stress so he always stay in the hot box
Man, this is for LIONLAKE, let me buy a eight
Let me fuck your bitch on a dine-and-date, yeah, yeah
It's a cold-cold world that we live in
I stay on the block, and I'm prayin' to God
That I don't get caught in a killin'