#streetlife

Arite then Ask dey when Them a go be ready Nice and steady Give Dey space so Dey no expect it Lay low till we ready fu wreck it Turn up time, every man turn killa Man di lie bout body count No surprise cause uno lie bout gyal count So Dey want claim gang But run when gun start bang Callaz gat Dey shook Niggaz get they weed took Abstract and punk Look to me bout some work I tek dende as gift bway Ask bout me bway Weed and rock get tek bway Then I deh right back pan the block life da 1 test bway No fu the weak I try finesse all the cartel no sense Somebody help me fore I end up pan one fence Like da one whe gan fu numba three Left lean up fuck a rip cause I Gwen bite More than I could chew Case nigga somebody get slew Then I go pick up my chicken stew Cause life goes on Drugs and gambling can’t stop please carry on Weapon on me get stretch Real Jackboy leave you left Gasping for air don’t get wet My neck of woods cruel Loud pack and fonto my fuel Getback game cruel Challenge a opp to a duel Then I Shoot first not random Case boy this life ain’t fair shoutout Alton