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They say talk is cheap
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Without the gun and bike, some boys still get fractions
That's Lame
Some Gees cannot hang on
Cos they were for the money maybe to purchase wagons
That's by the way, i lost caleb
12 times shot in the chest by who? Jacob
Took it in by heart but really thought I won't make it
That wasn't my scene, but now you know my story
Girls and the money man that's a big drip
But you better be careful man, you can get dipped
That's why am single cos i got ripped
Say she's OD B well let's get skipped
Black and Blue turned around now that's packers
Say she gon need a couple of V's i gave L's too
Cluster phobic cos money can't buy happiness
I lost a sister who had it all, because of loneliness
So bruv what you sayin'
You mean that emm... that nigga died
Cos he ain't gat that one for him
He said it's dope, but some niggas gat to give up
Niggas changing shit and stuff...
Mehn, shit is too wack man
He only talks when he walks
You see am tryna...
And shoutout to Franklin that nigga saw a scene
Got beaten the other-day and wiped off napkins
Say his on the move to take back what's his
Brother Jude on the chase cos of feds and swat
And the Mum is still in jail cos of a thousand pounds
Man the skreets ain't nice
You niggas don't know that
Money comes in bags, still returns in flags
And my circle know the rule always keep no maps
You Niggas!
Run up on stores and steal stuffs
Wasn't a bad boy but money gave me a chance
He took it all by-fun, but right now he got a gun
Any girl he sees he tried to shoot his shot
He later feel in love but still didn't understand
Cos all he ever cherished just rob him off his life
And now he's in jail, cos of a 4,5
He regretted ever loving
Cos now he's nullified
Catch Murdki so we gon kill him
But I think that nigga too smart for us
He's too lowkey bruv
I can't see any trace about that bruv, what you sayin?!
Writer(s): Reece Murdki
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