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(Mo, this the one)
I'm constantly depressed, every day, I'm tryna be the man Always losing sleep,?my?brother's fuckin' with?some Peter Pan's In real life, the?streets' my brother's Neverland Used to trap hard but now the product's in my brother's hands 'Give him two weeks, trust me, he'll come visit, Nan' It's been a month and a half, still Ged ain't visit Nan Fuck sake, you made me go and lie to fam Fuck sake, Ged, you made me go and lie to Nan They talk 'bout realness in the comments, how they think I'm fake? You must be fuckin' mad, G, I watch mumsy stressin' everyday I got this pain up in my head, 'cah my brother could be dead All these dickheads in the industry think it's a game You must be mad, G, if you ever thought I needed Dad Up to this stage, my dad was locked up in that prison cage If you ever thought I needed Dad Up to this stage, my dad was locked up in that—
Mummy told me not to trap, Mummy told me, 'Stick to rap' Gypsies and Algerians in France told me to flip a pack Used to walk my dog with strap, I just want my brother back Sometimes I miss France but times were dark when I was slangin' crack Mummy told me not to trap, Mummy told me, 'Stick to rap' Gypsies and Algerians in France told me to flip a pack Used to walk my dog with strap, I just want my brother back Sometimes I miss France but times were dark when I was slangin' crack
Trappin' never rappin', no cappin', G, I was packin' shit Clappin', that's no applause, I'ma wrap him up in another spliff I got these things up in my mind I can't explain the vivid image of This dream that I contain, that I can claim or it's the game Shame that I won't ever feel the same Since auntie died, I've been drinkin', even Lucifer feels my pain Bro, I can't name the countless times I've been caught up, it's so insane I do this for my brother and my mother, fuck the fame, cut the chains
Grays Police Station, that's with my brother Sam Under investigation for GBH and Transit vans Essex boy, Essex shit, Essex lifestyle Bro, don't get it twisted, we done risked it 'cah my life's wild Grays Police Station, that's with my brother Sam Under investigation for GBH and Transit vans Essex boy, Essex shit, Essex lifestyle Bro, don't get it twisted, we done risked it 'cah my life's wild
Fuck around and get it like we always do, we always won I'm fightin' for this freedom in my head like Martin Luther done The chosen one, bitch, my shit's so cold 'cause I'm the frozen one I'm Obi-Wan, the force I'm abusing, bitch, I'm the Holy one, the only one
The only one French
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