Intro - Nines

It’s lookin like I might blow, but the streets need me

Lick certain man down and I can sleep easy

'Member back in pen, was like livin in hell

Skyping niggas in jail (how you do that?)

I held a mirror out a cell

Still out 'ere, wholesellin'

But my pen’s gonna take me out this trap like 007

It’s funny how times goes quick

My guy was on the wing for so long

When he came out he was homesick

All these niggas do is showboat and they don’t own shit

Thought I made it the first time I copped a whole brick

He says he’s movin Os of the white

So hows his creps look lean like codeine and Sprite?

Them pies come over water

So if labour wins the next election

I just pray they don’t tighten up the borders

Shit was slow, they try style on a nigga

Now they claim they don’t remember

They’re in denial like the river

Oh well, if my CD only were in the charts

Cuh when I re-up they ain’t seen this much white since the EDL march

Just got a whole shot

Got the stash in the whip

Press a button see a bird pop out like an old clock

She never wanna know me when I had a dead line

If she don’t fuck me tonight there won’t be a next time

Me and Keyz made a killin off the trap phones

These old niggas actin young

Little niggas act grown

I started this rap ting on my Jack Jones

So fuck the industry

They can’t kick me out the game like Smash Bros

My guy said where’s the ting, there’s paigons in the zone

Told him link me at the bando don’t say that on the phone

I told my connect I ain’t an amateur

Drop me keys big man I always pay my debt like a Lannister

Why am I still in the hood?

I’m trapped in this baby

Movin packs on the daily til my stacks lookin crazy

It’s Nines…