Kettle Pouring - D-Block Europe

First time I cheffed a nigga up in OT for money

First time I hit a lick, stomach growling was hungry

Used to go to towns like come and go take over the country

My soldier shutting down niggas while my runner is running

Told them nitties that you’re lining them I’m giving you something

All the murders and the birds that I’ve seen all over nothing

Love on my hand

I hold my daughter with blood on my hands

Hundreds of bands

All of the hookers they’re loving the gang

That was my nigga, was wid' him in drillings, was wid' him in traps

If I tell him go get him, he twist off your melon, he get your whole gang

I can’t believe what I’m reading, my nigga done turned to a rat

I can’t believe the life sentence, I feel it for my nigga Dapps

Mummy the realest, she love me so much she ain’t throw out my pack

Year 9 gave her money for bailiffs, I swear that 2 bills on my stack

I told my girl if they raid me, get rid of the work in the flat

My mumma told me there’s jakes at the back door so I had to go climb out the

back, yeah

Get the kettle pouring

Spend thousand pound on machines even though the beef ting all boring

Chop the work while they yawning

Got shooters still warring

Night shift while they snoring

Rap life got me touring

Get the kettle pouring

Spend thousand pound on machines even though the beef ting all boring

Chop the work while they yawning

Got shooters still warring

Night shift while they snoring

Rap life got me touring

I was a young lil' kid, still tryna count up to six

Mum was at home with the kids, there was no space at our crib

We was just tryna live, we was just dyin' to live

There was no space at the crib, now we got gardens and shit

Now we just drip and we drip

Same bros, same clothes, I got the bag again

Bad bitch, no clothes, she going bad again

We got the mad again, I can never be as mad as them

I got more bands than friends, back to back I’m with Adz again

Fuck all this shit that you hear, girl hit me up when you care

Ready to war with niggas, the money got me prepared

I got blood on my eyes, seen your eyes, you’re scared

Whole neck covered in ice, touch my neck I dare

Get the kettle pouring

Spend thousand pound on machines even though the beef ting all boring

Chop the work while they yawning

Got shooters still warring

Night shift while they snoring

Rap life got me touring

Get the kettle pouring

Spend thousand pound on machines even though the beef ting all boring

Chop the work while they yawning

Got shooters still warring

Night shift while they snoring

Rap life got me touring