You know?
Feds thought they had me
Thought the music was down and out
Fuck out of my face
But I done told you already
What don't break a nigga make a nigga
Yeah, yeah
Uh-huh, yeah, mm


Jailed, so they thought I wouldn't be a winner
Blood, I had mackerel for dinner
Don't talk to the feds, shake hands with a killer
You look like a rich man, but they know he's a sinner
Now I live comfortably
Six figures in a day, what a luxury
Got my company, now they want my company
My youngers aim for your face if you fuck with me
Never lie, real talk, he will burn you
Smooth and humble, survive in the jungle
Stomp man out they drop in a rumble
Then fly LV, then I go get a bundle
Spend more than a girl with an uncle
Big chain, big plate, everything's cool
They used to tell me that I wouldn't make it in school
Only pound signs changed, not my family
Burn the whole place down if I'm angry
riding out on a train
December, licked some down on the mains
Pretender, you don't do what you say
I swear, them fuck boys, they ain't in my lane
Trust me
Peb line or headline, everything sold
Rap star, when I used to sell dope
Feds' month pay, man, I spend it on coats
My brum ting lowkey loves to get choked
To my verses
We fuck the gyal that you worship
Thirteen, riding out, eating sherberts
Situation make a man, it was worth it
Bang, then reverse it
I ducking yutes, rhey fast, they fast
They never thought that T Wayne would take it that far
Couldn't pay for Forces, now I'm sorted
Used my car for storage, now it's mortgage
Uh

You know, it's funny 'cause
Back in the day
I couldn't even pay for the studio, you know?
Things I had to do to cover the session
Shit, what can I say?
You lot changed my life
Love