[Chorus: Headie One]
I can't mix the streets and the industry, but that's what they taught me
I'm sporting my Chanel with Celine, big drip like Fivio Foreign
The streets taught me we don't have nothing in common
I had to go rise the crime rate in London, cause that's what they taught me
I'm mainstream, still stepping with gunmen, cause that's what they taught me
In this penthouse, but it once was a bunk bed, and that didn't fold me
Yo, G locks and trey two spins, from long it's been a gun orgy
I took a chase from gun feds, imagine they caught me
[Verse 1: K-Trap]
Tell me if you seen a parade in your city
Had the whole borough humid
All it took was a auto and auto, had half of thе borough fuming
Before rap had a bando booming
They was asking for music and a brick as wеll, it was getting confusing
Really sat down with a plug and a A&R, and the plug had more to give
Music link in my bio still, I felt more legit
Knew my time was coming, but until then man the lines were running
Had to move the press
I was walking 'round with a plate like a Chinese buffet
Still where the savages step, and I'm still managing, yes
It was gallery courts, now it's Gallery Dept, I still got my hammer on deck
Ran out of .38 autos, none in south, got it from the west like Sheck
Go with 4, bro bring the broom out too for the extra mess
Still good in the kitchen, good with the Smith &
Fill up the Dinger, we Tokyo drifting
No disclaimer, turned him to a gamer, had him on the floor just twitching
Bad B but posh, ask me what does it mean when you're smoking opps
I can't mix the streets and the industry, but that's what they taught me
I'm sporting my Chanel with Celine, big drip like Fivio Foreign
The streets taught me we don't have nothing in common
I had to go rise the crime rate in London, cause that's what they taught me
I'm mainstream, still stepping with gunmen, cause that's what they taught me
In this penthouse, but it once was a bunk bed, and that didn't fold me
Yo, G locks and trey two spins, from long it's been a gun orgy
I took a chase from gun feds, imagine they caught me
[Verse 1: K-Trap]
Tell me if you seen a parade in your city
Had the whole borough humid
All it took was a auto and auto, had half of thе borough fuming
Before rap had a bando booming
They was asking for music and a brick as wеll, it was getting confusing
Really sat down with a plug and a A&R, and the plug had more to give
Music link in my bio still, I felt more legit
Knew my time was coming, but until then man the lines were running
Had to move the press
I was walking 'round with a plate like a Chinese buffet
Still where the savages step, and I'm still managing, yes
It was gallery courts, now it's Gallery Dept, I still got my hammer on deck
Ran out of .38 autos, none in south, got it from the west like Sheck
Go with 4, bro bring the broom out too for the extra mess
Still good in the kitchen, good with the Smith &
Fill up the Dinger, we Tokyo drifting
No disclaimer, turned him to a gamer, had him on the floor just twitching
Bad B but posh, ask me what does it mean when you're smoking opps
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