[Intro: Potter Payper]
Uh (Gwappa Baby)

[Verse 1: Potter Payper]
I was stickin' up pitches with a SAGEM
All them years behind the door, you got a fair stem
Punch ups and bend ups, you can't erase them
That had turned some lost boys into made men
And when them M boys comin', they don't say when
You the type to hit the deck and just play dead
'Cah my bruddas take lives and they take bread
If I ain't got this on me, I feel naked
And nowadays, there's so much hatred
I should know I hated you, before I made it
I was that little white boy with a bust down chain, it's true, you can never catch me with a bust down stainless
It's not real beef if you ain't touched your paigons, they'll be cryin' when you're dead, for the clout you're chasin'
I said it's not a real beef if you ain't touched your paigons
They'll be cryin' when you're dead, for the clout you're chasin'

[Chorus: M Huncho]
Yeah, for the clout they are chasin'
I just make another hundred bank stamps to the basement
Uh, things get a lot to take in, the journey has been mad, through the worse
I just had to put some faith in myself, faith in myself, yeah
And I had to put some faith in myself, faith in myself
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