Bun the street code you know i did it my way Weaving through the traffic 125 in a fed chase Love wounds open scars streets will make your heart ache Live today like my last cause any day could be my last day 2 on 2 packs slinging crack on the estate Me and tt flying O on the fast train Camberwell green where i had all my best mates Lost my nigga scrap so much tears from the heartbreak I seen shit that your mind couldn’t comprehend I seen corn fly bullets straight past my head I seen guts spilt i seen n*gga come to their end I seen n*gga snake there friends for a brick and some pebs I seen house raids my door getting booted by feds I seen cats overdose with their yute on the bed I seen zk rambos go through a mans neck I seen a whole lot of sh*t i seen nuff blood shed Shotting 2s and some 4s i was raised in the 5th 2 and a q run in the bando man im hitting the lick I get home about 1 and i bill up a spliff 3 H in can man he’s serving a 6 He ate (8) 7 shots hit the news by 9 Lerkz on the run man he ain’t doing time 10 fiends on my line 11 making shots thats when started doing crime I got a whole lot of things that i wish i never did I poked shh and poked shh I was a grimy little kid Got nuff gyal on d*ck Not here to glorify this sh*t This is the life that i live Put the pen to the paper and im writing out the script Patrolling the strip Made in china on my hip I stabbed shh and bunned shh And scrap emptied out the clip Caught me and scrap lacking last time i’ll ever slip Me and mine we stay equipped Call my blade lilo left bare man with a stitch So much blood turned blue You could mistake them for crip Purple face looking like a ghost i seen the n*gga twitch I’ve done a whole lot sh*t Short fuse lights out when you see a n*gga switch Man i seen the paigons glitch Only bad on the net real life you’re a b*tch They just talk a lot of sh*t I lie to feds I’ll rather do time than be labelled as a snitch