South Side to South West (feat. Nter)

Eh Alright Real shit Aye Front seat and I'm masked up Don't play games just ask cuz Got ten thugs with ten guns Five lives with five knives Fifteen ways that you can die My hitter's in Hilfiger No finger action we pull triggers Before grime I been a driller Caution Proceed with caution Rap game extortion I'm armed with a blade I do damage And I'm GBH so I'm still savage This real facts This drill rap B's frat from them flats New wave It's your grave No face Then no case Nike track' with them big blades Gang tats on my face That thing burst Like a ram raid I'm a king lad stay in ya place In a black truck And we strapped up Steppin' out with them blades tucked Don't give a fuck Sit with gutter bruz You act tough and you get slumped What! This real shit 45 with that full clip 45 got the full quit Ask about me underground kings See I been around since way back Made the money on a search lad We paved the way for you young cunts Body bags get wrapped up My ops get slashed up Underground but I'm on top Free Celly My boy heavy Won't hesitate to cut ya belly Trap runners go gang-gang We make money we slang-slang Live long that belly down We pullin' up and it's bang-bang Oi Look Real Talk Oi Five ad-lays in a blacked out whip Blacked out tracksuit Blacked out kicks All blacked out when we hitting them licks Got a big ros' go do a fuck up ya wrist I ain't play no games nah fuck that I'ma just aim for a mil' I'm independent I do it on my own My team know for a fact I don't need no deal At 15 I was poppin' pills And creepin' back room just to get some cash Now I do shows just to earn a stack I blow that quick Coz I know I make it back They wanna chat 'bout shootings And cheffin' to kicking in doors But they ain't done none Go check the scoreboard just to see who's winning I know just for a fact that they ain't cheffed none I been on road yelling FTP Free all my boys that are locked up now I've been in the trap for like 8 days Straight tryna bag this cash and flip these pounds Yeh I'm Still active Yeh I'm still on road Still out here I ain't stopping this They wanna send shots but their shots won't hit If I send shots back we be dropping things Told Nter I'ma just grind He was like Rops just get to the bag Try fuck around with the team this Year just know I gotta a big ting back Yeh I'm doing eetswa I know my worth Trust me cuz I'ma run this scene Give me two years and I'll be as big as Kers' I'll make sure they all fuck with me I've been progressin' tryna do this Parole on my back but I still ain't phased Yeh I'm tryna get to the money this year But it's fucked up coz I can't leave the state Producers chat and these labels talk I don't give a fuck about none of these frauds I ain't looking for no handouts cuz If I want something I be booting off gauze Got YG's out in the street I don't play no games when I comes to the trap Don't try flexing with bands or grams coz I swear down cuz we'll just come to ya gaff They used to hate on the kid now look where I'm at I'm on bro Getting paid from this I used to shut down sets for free now I only turn up if they're paying the kid