Audacity (Remix) G.R.4.Y (UK)

[Intro]
Walk out with no cash on me
Hit the bank, splash the casualties
Still, I've got debts hanging over head and yet man tryna take that from me
That's nine years of tragedy
Nine years of fallacy
Just bad abuse, going round like noose
Am no badman, but am anger-ry
And the worlds entire catastrophe
Life of fire and agony
And bastards always tryna push you down, put you in the ground for a laugh
Argh, G
You really shouldn't have messed with me
Boutta run the town with no vest on me
Boutta paint it red with the blood they've shed
I've got no tears lеft, so fuck empathy
So

[Verse 1]
What?
Who's on what?
Go on soft cunt, then, call the Plod
Amma stay bossеd, Hugh, go round the clock
You know those thots just wanted my cock
Got their fingers twitchin', I can see them itchin' to diminish me of peace
But, I really been the realest; tell em what the deal is: how the fuck we gonna sort this beef?
Mac Broadus when I sport this brief, that's the Calvin packin heat
Make a shy bitch manic and I been needin' me another Aubrey