They call me Chewii Cause I’m chewing on this beat Man I’ll show you what they mean A Mazaline on this scene They all think that I’m fiend But I’m the motherfucking king Stop talking now Cause you’re waring With the beast Whipping through the night I’m active your asleep & I’ll busy in ya yard Wid a dawg That’s peak

I sit better when I’m trapping getting paid, don’t give me ur chat before u end up on ma blade , Dis is real life stop playing all d games

Growing up on these streets bro this ain't how it's supposed to be I done caught a man outside with his groceries Shoulda never lied hows it feel to get smoked by me If he ever slide man I'll move on to the poking thing Chopper or a flick nank boys are getting roasted g I hope to see the white tents Only be the ghost you see And hopefully, my baby boy doesn't see the shit we both have seen Cus me mummy straight bonny and Clyde Do what we do to survive And if he try getting wide He might end up getting sliced Don't need no GS by my side All I need is my wife Cus shes on more dmoke than these pussy hole guys I swear man i swear on my life

Growing up on these streets bro this ain't how it's supposed to be I done caught a man outside with his groceries Shoulda never lied hows it feel to get smoked by me If he ever slide man I'll move on to the poking thing Chopper or a flick nank boys are getting roasted g I hope to see the white tents Only be the ghost you see And hopefully, my baby boy doesn't see the shit we both have seen Cus me mummy straight bonny and Clyde Do what we do to survive And if he try getting wide He might end up getting sliced Don't need no GS by my side All I need is my wife Cus shes on more dmoke than these pussy hole guys

I don't like to think bout that day, thugs still gotta cry I been on this trap wave It ain't black and white Back then it was a rat race tryna push the tide But seen Way to many bad days I don't wanna turn back time But for now it seems I'm trapped in this life Court dates every month they tryna lock me up inside Man my mind state went mad now it's fortified I say bring it to the judge the only thing I've got is time So just put me the on the wing just know I'll have the place wiped I know what I'm good at done it most my life

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Blue light in the night They be fucking up my mind Crime rate wont rise if I have to go inside Night trips high ways tryna get a better price Hit the back road side ways let the whip slide High risk high pay you wont understand this life If u do it my way then i pray that you survive If im grabbed I'll say no comment till i die Every day crime pays every day cops try

revenge never has an expiry date that’s why i’m always looking over my shoulders i was like 12 getting shown by older how take bikes and rag em through towns breaking down pounds causing a commotion bro picked me up in a beast of a shogun he stole it no need for that gta man will take off your door no steelies needed mate take them keys then run out the place man called feds now we’re onto a chase see blue lights i’m smashing through the gears hit the handbrake take that corner hope they don’t see flying at speeds i’m a madman but u can trust me look we’re not gonna crash got like 120 on the dash smoking the pigs no sausage get mashed so i smash through estastes smash it into reverse rev it up then into his bumper (oh shit) gotta decamp now i wonder how i always get away how i ain’t dead this life is amaze all i care about is bread i was hustling everyday while these man were sat playing on there xbox all day fuck all these fake friends tryna make amends how about i break your jaw you’ll need a metal plate after getting boxed in your face you don’t know about being a madman that got abandoned had to find some mates mumzy told me son you gotta be brave this life can get crazy she don’t know i’m doing mazzas on the daily (it’s crazy) it’s 4 man up when we’re up in tha dinger i’m looking up to god but i know that i’m a sinner i’m tryna live lavish ain’t got time for these haters i’m trying be on a stage spitting my bars tryna blow up the place ay it’s just another day i’m just a fucking kid tryna make it so much shit i can’t take it i was so young doing them trips tryna buy a spaceship 🚀 i’m not gonna fake it someone gimme a chance i’m a fucking take it yo insta young tay cmon yo i was like 14 smashing through doors taking them keys my first car suzuki alto drop the gear flying through the streets that’s the way we do it my g u cant do it like me respect the come up like meekz gees seen man get done out like scar face when ur taking them crops it’s plant based look it’s plant based look look yo i was just a young g me and my boys running through streets ducking police i’m a sneaky fucker u can’t catch me i’ll be on top of a building jump to the next one that’s called parkour doing this shits hardcore feds want to lock me all of the time not cus of these rhymes cus the shady stuff i do at night look yo seeing then chinks like a sign of gold i’ll take all them trees thank you turks got his gardener cutting them for us he’s puttin work me and bando wanna watch me don’t catch u slipping last thing you’ll be known as is a victim when i get my young boy slice ur face with his kitchen look i’m a crazy kid always going missing keeping on the low i remeber selling that blow to a man down the road said he’s ready to go i was like yo ur moving mad lines popping off i might even be shotting to ur dad

When I see you on the strip I want your phone number quick When I send you my menu you best order this shit And if your hitting on the high road then we wanting a tip If you don't give us dat then holding more than a flicks I don't play games my minds locked in place The money mindset is what I'm always gunna chase And if you try mess then U best have pace Cos if you get caught your getting sliced in ya face Opened up like a case But I ain't got none The feds ain't catching this young Leeds buck Are they fuck Yk imma duck I ain't no shmuck I'm just tryna get the bag up

beat sounds mad familiar

I never had a choice i had to go get it Cah i got a money fetish If i did who would They dont wanna see u Do good baddies wanna hold wood But i dont want no hoes puss Were older now grown up Bro quit the rap If he didnt wouldve blown up Heard edl pulling up they aint shown up They dont kno what they want the little donuts Catz ring us up for the grub they phone us If they bring a friend n they score give a bonus Cant tell me bout trap Had a bando rammed fullnof smokers On the block hella ratz n cobras

Talk about my day its a long one Kick back n flick one roll up a strong one Had a mazza wid a askar i was long gone Cah if i got stopped i woulda been long gone Im cuttin i dont mean shapes like a disco Fuck feds took ma killy prez Man i miss bro Im tyna mash work get my wrist gold Ot bitch got her catting of my lingo Da names ess no need for a intro Scooping up sales tryna make my sim grow Ill do what it takes to make big doe Growing up i aint ever had no big bro I had to be the man I had to come up with a plan Had me chasing the bag Anything for the bandds Yh im litt like a lamp Break a pack down n i put it into grams New line got me handing out samps I was rollin in the passy When i was riding a ban

I been getting to it all day They talk about trap but that aint there forte New spot tryna locate Tryna build line Stack more papes Hopefully my bro Fresh home his court case Seen alot mazzas i cant talk a Feds on the net preeing This shits all bait I want all the money Man i dont want no fame

My Bro I really done made it from the trap Feds love pull my car they love harass But my car v6 so if I got coke, guns or hash I'm not pulling over for shit pigmy foot on the best Feds ran in the front then I was running out the back If the pops wanted to shoot it out I was shooting right back If it dressed like a tramp in black Then it's a fact you under attack I'm a real rucking og put my hood on the map Round here you can't lack my nigga you'll get packed And if you got a stack or if I here you a rat Then we known to kidnap Find your bitch as in the boot of the Merc hand tied head in a bin bag I ain't new to this shit I always been bad So Fuck with my money then you must be mad And I won't trust a women unless she my blood fuck a dusty slag She just hold my drugs on șfybgi g Artillery wasn't Know how to move wait a kilo of flake gone in a flash V8 engine when I'm speeding that's 150mph on the dash Can't stop won't stop fedz love to harras My last court case 75 grand cash Two loaded waps That I keep any violstion I shot off hats No hesitation pull upon me we gun blazing Fucj the fame chasing duck the undercovers bet the talk about in the station I got a broken heart but I don't need saving If she ain't my hoe Fucj what she saying I ONLY spend money time or love if she my main ting See me and you we Intend on the same thing I was out selling food sunshine or raining You was probaly cuddling a bitch or out nigh club raving From young the fedz I'm really on this shit gimme whole cake not a bit

cold beat bro but why you put free in the title when it says it isnt free in description

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feels like a parade on a nice boat in the canal as it closes. Just made it through. Yooooo no looking back! Where ever we go. That's where the party at!

Fuck a bodyguard This .45 is my security Im out on the roads Doing the impurity Doing bad deeds Ak i know you heard of me Im out late in the night and in the early g Trap boy ain’t into no burgalries Pull up on the batch you might get merked g Im out there whipping in a hot merc g I got introduced in this game as a young buck Man tried start on my cuz And got f*cked up When I say that we got them food in boxes Im not talking about lunch blud No lunch break But you might catch me at a dinner date With a big tool on my waist If an opp pulls up that’s him whacked in the f*ce I’m on a paper chase Tryna make the paper gain You know what they say When it rains it pours So i’m tryna make it rain Cali flavours have ur mind moving in the sky not a paper plane Making a k*llin of the m*ry ja*e I come from a scary place And the sh*t that I done I come from a scary place Running down opps on the mains Man know that I run down an opp with his bae

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Ik hoor die mannen praten Ze moeten mondje houden Heb je beef met me kom ik het snel klaren ben met kanibalen ik heb echt verhalen en als je doof bent moet ik me zelf herhalen Geen stres er is nog hoop Junkies willen alleen coke Spring niet in de club Ik spring liever op een boot

The opps really tryin to mess this the king of shank selling crake on this favours in Manchester

Spin it, skid it, whip it then Im lickin it Hit it, drill it, get it then I’m billing it One-zero-zero down roads that’ll take a man’s soul No edition on the polo but it’s limited I ain’t got no beef with a wanka Abort a man with a kitch like a coat hanger Gal mad when they call and I don’t answer I’m in a alley with a sword necromancer On the lowkey I’m stackin keep it quiet tho What you doing I don’t care I don’t wanna know Put the dawg in the star I’m a real Rida take that smoke all the way back to your mama home 6 in the brukbak got barrel the sawn off keep it short like a 5 foot baddie get the drop going straight to the addy knock a door run click clack with the sammy When ya runnin keep it moving don’t be trippin over Alternative is getting stuffed in this rusty motor Love it when they scream gives me energy bark like a pedigree and still I ain’t pullin over See lights turn left then it’s get away Got heat in the box like takeaway What you want you need man I got it if it’s light or it’s dark im supplyin till the break of day Fuck You thought i missed the beat But it was really my man who missin it Rambo to the chest make your whole day shit he piped up so the blade decommissioned him Had to tell a yute bro keep ya hands up You can slip with the counter fuck the ramz cuz Only back it when my life depends on it you back it every time we ain’t the same bro I promise Can’t come to my block if I don’t know ya if you’re a snake that’s on sight right there Don’t snitch for the gram keep a tab on your fam My Rambo makes life scarce Broadday do I look I care Unless it’s am they won’t come round ere Broski got the skengdo right arm extendo We’re just suspects gone clear I don’t ask for respect I expect it 4 licks in a row I’ll connect it 3 bags 3 waps been detected 2 man turned nitty got rejected 1 hole in his chest got injected 2 stolen whips as expected 3 times I been stopped by the jakes say I play dumb like it weren’t me they were suspecting Violate who cares we makin Money now Still smack a leach up over a couple pound Im in a polo w-whipping it my engine thinks I’m killin It I rag it just a little bit Park. Hop out dish weight We don’t do hand me downs put that food on your plate Flop like a fish and get used as a bait Ambush ya gang +10 workrate

Nowadays if you see me man, I'm probably by myself Niggas asking me for help, never asking 'bout my health My mummy says "son [?]", I guess I'm cool with it I ain't seen my cousin in couple years, I guess I'm used to it That nigga was my bro, and I said no and switched up in a sec Niggas texting off my phone but I just leave them all on read Nowadays I can't lie G, I ain't feeling it How am I spending bags on this drip to smoke weed in it This road thing, I'm deepening it, I know how it goes One minute hes your friend, the next minute hes your foe Niggas say that I'ma blow But to be honest I don't know But I'd rather be on the stage, instead a nigga selling O's But my nigga why compete with me, when you know you can eat with me Put your pride aside and we can make this bread easily Put niggas on and then they fuck it up themselves Then they chat about me like all I care about myself My heart show no malice I know the local addicts Made it out the hood so my niggas got some local habits Money ain't a problem I ain't dwelling on a L At least a nigga free and I ain't sitting in a cell My heart show no malice I know the local addicts Made it out the hood so my niggas got some local habits Money ain't a problem I ain't dwelling on a L At least a nigga free and I ain't sitting in a cellI used to have everybody, now I'm feeling used up Then I realized that most these brothers are just useless To mummy used to run away, a O was waiting at the door I knew she weren't coming back 'cause her and dad were back and for Niggas see me winning like they forgot how I came up We from the same block everybody on the same stuff Love getting money, but hate when niggas change up I could tell you 'bout some stories that you think were made up Been through a lot, I been stabbed and I got shot Niggas turn they back on me and so a love never loss But that love kinda costs So let me keep it real, rather cool by myself than with some niggas that are weird But that's what pain do I swear it change you Trapping getting boring I'm still real, I'm the same fool Came a long way from trapping hard hitting 101s I ain't get this trapping shit from dad I'm my mothers sonMy heart show no malice I know the local addicts Made it out the hood so my niggas got some local habits Money ain't a problem I ain't dwelling on a L At least a nigga free and I ain't sitting in a cell My heart show no malice I know the local addicts Made it out the hood so my niggas got some local habits Money ain't a problem I ain't dwelling on a L At least a nigga free and I ain't sitting in a cell [Outro] My heart show no malice I know the local addicts Made it out the hood so my niggas got some local habits Money ain't a problem I ain't dwelling on a L At least a nigga free and I ain't sitting in a cell

Nowadays if you see me man, I'm probably by myself Niggas asking me for help, never asking 'bout my health My mummy says "son [?]", I guess I'm cool with it I ain't seen my cousin in couple years, I guess I'm used to it That nigga was my bro, and I said no and switched up in a sec Niggas texting off my phone but I just leave them all on read Nowadays I can't lie G, I ain't feeling it How am I spending bags on this drip to smoke weed in it This road thing, I'm deepening it, I know how it goes One minute hes your friend, the next minute hes your foe Niggas say that I'ma blow But to be honest I don't know But I'd rather be on the stage, instead a nigga selling O's But my nigga why compete with me, when you know you can eat with me Put your pride aside and we can make this bread easily Put niggas on and then they fuck it up themselves Then they chat about me like all I care about myself My heart show no malice I know the local addicts Made it out the hood so my niggas got some local habits Money ain't a problem I ain't dwelling on a L At least a nigga free and I ain't sitting in a cell My heart show no malice I know the local addicts Made it out the hood so my niggas got some local habits Money ain't a problem I ain't dwelling on a L At least a nigga free and I ain't sitting in a cellI used to have everybody, now I'm feeling used up Then I realized that most these brothers are just useless To mummy used to run away, a O was waiting at the door I knew she weren't coming back 'cause her and dad were back and for Niggas see me winning like they forgot how I came up We from the same block everybody on the same stuff Love getting money, but hate when niggas change up I could tell you 'bout some stories that you think were made up Been through a lot, I been stabbed and I got shot Niggas turn they back on me and so a love never loss But that love kinda costs So let me keep it real, rather cool by myself than with some niggas that are weird But that's what pain do I swear it change you Trapping getting boring I'm still real, I'm the same fool Came a long way from trapping hard hitting 101s I ain't get this trapping shit from dad I'm my mothers sonMy heart show no malice I know the local addicts Made it out the hood so my niggas got some local habits Money ain't a problem I ain't dwelling on a L At least a nigga free and I ain't sitting in a cell My heart show no malice I know the local addicts Made it out the hood so my niggas got some local habits Money ain't a problem I ain't dwelling on a L At least a nigga free and I ain't sitting in a cell [Outro] My heart show no malice I know the local addicts Made it out the hood so my niggas got some local habits Money ain't a problem I ain't dwelling on a L At least a nigga free and I ain't sitting in a cell

Nowadays if you see me man, I'm probably by myself Niggas asking me for help, never asking 'bout my health My mummy says "son [?]", I guess I'm cool with it I ain't seen my cousin in couple years, I guess I'm used to it That nigga was my bro, and I said no and switched up in a sec Niggas texting off my phone but I just leave them all on read Nowadays I can't lie G, I ain't feeling it How am I spending bags on this drip to smoke weed in it This road thing, I'm deepening it, I know how it goes One minute hes your friend, the next minute hes your foe Niggas say that I'ma blow But to be honest I don't know But I'd rather be on the stage, instead a nigga selling O's But my nigga why compete with me, when you know you can eat with me Put your pride aside and we can make this bread easily Put niggas on and then they fuck it up themselves Then they chat about me like all I care about myself My heart show no malice I know the local addicts Made it out the hood so my niggas got some local habits Money ain't a problem I ain't dwelling on a L At least a nigga free and I ain't sitting in a cell My heart show no malice I know the local addicts Made it out the hood so my niggas got some local habits Money ain't a problem I ain't dwelling on a L At least a nigga free and I ain't sitting in a cellI used to have everybody, now I'm feeling used up Then I realized that most these brothers are just useless To mummy used to run away, a O was waiting at the door I knew she weren't coming back 'cause her and dad were back and for Niggas see me winning like they forgot how I came up We from the same block everybody on the same stuff Love getting money, but hate when niggas change up I could tell you 'bout some stories that you think were made up Been through a lot, I been stabbed and I got shot Niggas turn they back on me and so a love never loss But that love kinda costs So let me keep it real, rather cool by myself than with some niggas that are weird But that's what pain do I swear it change you Trapping getting boring I'm still real, I'm the same fool Came a long way from trapping hard hitting 101s I ain't get this trapping shit from dad I'm my mothers sonMy heart show no malice I know the local addicts Made it out the hood so my niggas got some local habits Money ain't a problem I ain't dwelling on a L At least a nigga free and I ain't sitting in a cell My heart show no malice I know the local addicts Made it out the hood so my niggas got some local habits Money ain't a problem I ain't dwelling on a L At least a nigga free and I ain't sitting in a cell [Outro] My heart show no malice I know the local addicts Made it out the hood so my niggas got some local habits Money ain't a problem I ain't dwelling on a L At least a nigga free and I ain't sitting in a cell

I need to focus on myself Get in rooms and gain wealth 💰 Asking olders “put me on?” None of them wanna help but it’s calm 🤷‍♂️ My akhis want me winning 🥇 So they told me inshallah Need a rollie on my wrist so heavy I can’t lift my arm Need 20 digits in the card Big whip and smart cars 🚗 I’m aligning the stars ✨ Hustle in my heart 💓 Wont die young like I’m roddy Till I’m really rich and I run out of bars Flows too hard And it’s stuck to their head like a cainrow WTF We ain’t fighting this ain’t saint row And they said I’m soon up So they telling me to lay low No i aint Diego but I’m steady making pesos They asking bout my payroll cant you see nigga case closed

I was always the real one never ever had a real one just real funds stacking real mon I call the paper my mummy cos what my mummy showed me was bummy didn’t go on streets stayed inside n still made money they call me kraze that’s my name you don’t recognise it yet till you da play street guys stayed dem other guys snaked just wait till I creep up with my blade no joke rampage on my life’s someone’s getting choked

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I just got the henny and I’m lighting up a spliff Probably seen me in the whip going quick with a bitch i hit the shift and now I’m gliding passé gal a giver pipe while I’m driving pull up plug the mic you know that this is my ting only got time for the galley if there wining

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Yeah, listen up to my story, it's raw and real Started in Coventry, where I first caught the feel Never chased girls, but she had that magic spell Had me feeling like a king, but now I'm feeling like hell Met this girl, she was fine as fuck Had a smile that could make a G duck Thought she was the one, my ride or die But love's a bitch, now I'm asking why We used to vibe, laugh, and even cry Now all that's left is a tear in my eye Tried to hold on, but she slipped away Now I'm drowning in this Henny, trying to feel okay Ayy, my heart's in shambles, feeling lost Thought we were solid, now we're frost Love's a game, but I played by the rules Now I'm left with scars and emotional bruise Thoughts of her keep me up at night Memories haunt me, can't make it right Miss her touch, her warmth, her smile Now all I feel is pain, it's been a while But I'll rise from the ashes, like a phoenix Heartbreaks turned me sharp, now I'm a genius Took a hit but ain't down for the count I'll bounce back, stronger, ain't no doubt So, fuck love, I'll focus on me Heartbreaks and Hennessy, that's the key I'll ride solo, conquer this world With swagger and style, this story unfurled Yeah, Heartbreaks & Hennessy, that's the theme Turned pain to power, living my dream Coventry streets taught me lessons so true Never again will a girl make me blue.

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Nah don’t like it Detroit beats harder

It's real on these roads . Don't push my buttons. Feds kickin doors. Lockin man bye the dozens.

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Whooooohooo aiiii whoosh 💨 where’s this guy from this guy has sick beats bubush

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Smoking orange dream with the team , pack it in the cone looking all mean , what do you mean , it is what is dont make a scene just show Got my brudas gased up pon tha Lemmon and lime

they be saying they got waps out but theyre living in their mums house getting her allowance