Strapstars Giggs & Joe Grind

[Intro: Giggs]
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It's nothing (Spare)
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You must be used to him by now
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[Verse 1: Giggs]
Right now the streets are getting darker
And the shit I’m going through, ain't the type that you can repeating to a pastor (Nah)
Bagging work then meeting people after
I say my shit's cut, it’s not the type that you'll be healing with a plaster
Right now I'm grieving 'cause the feds
My phone ain't ringing
Not even on the weekends fam, it's dead (Yeah)
I'm getting funny feelings in my head (Head)
My baby mothers adding to the streets
So I ain't even sleeping in her bed (For real)
And this is how I’m feeling on the regs
Somebody help me up, it’s like I ain't got no feeling in my legs
I’m tryna get this feeling out my head (Head)
That's why I'm on the track right now
Just reasoning with dread
It's like I got the world on my back (Yeah)
And poverty’s got me in the kitchen with the scales and the packs
On the low, as I sail through the trap (Trap)
And enemies got me in the cab
Loading shells in the strap