BrOTHERHOOD P Money (Ft. Maniac)

[Verse 1: P Money]
Yo, yo, it could be about you or what one of your friends said
That's got you ducking the feds, hopping the fences
Could've been a mistake or you never meant it
They don't really care, they just know you offended
This is what it's like living your life in trenches
[?] for the tools, gun, knives and wrenches
If you're gonna play then you should be where the bench is
On the sideline with wasteman doing stretches
Look at you bro, you need to breath cous'
But if you stop then you'll get beat up
Panic attack, yeah that's peak bruv
And you got asthma, that's deep bruv
Blue lights, up on your feet cous'
Then you've got your Rolex telling you to speed up
Past saying shut down, mind saying keep up
There's a bush bro, you need to turn into a keeper
Tell them breddas that you're gonna blaze me
Until I run up [?] covered in triggers, it's all crazy
Man, I'm on top of the beef, I'm like gravy
You can never break me, full of bravery
Bringing the hate to me, beef was made for me
Basically nobody here safe from me
No masked face, the face, I'm blatant G
Hit him in the belly so blatantly
Running your mouth will make you be [?]
You can get more than grime from point A to B
I'm an animal and they're just prey to me
So be careful what you say to me
'Cause you ain't gonna get a medal for your bravery
You could get messed up and left in the A&E
Them man are just fake