Outro CB
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[Intro]
Quincy
[Verse]
Cold nights in the Gaza
It was either go home or go harder
Back then we was runnin' man down, Mo Farah
But the opps were faster
And we didn't know nuttin' 'bout waps
Had a kitchen blade and a axe
It was Jump Out Gang
No dingers, them times it was Goldline cabs
And I didn't think we'd all go jail
I never thought that Crookes would get twelve
Didn't think that we'd all take L's
I never thought they'd take Ramz as well
But this is the life we livin'
Fifteen, I was doin' up kitchens
Eighteen, I was doin' up spinners
Now the opps dem got, let's bill it
That's lovely
Anywhere I go, I'm comfy
And I'm still keepin' up on fuckery
That boy got touched and he didn't turn pack
Next time he won't be so lucky
Free the Gaza, free Snizz, free Wizz, free Rum
Free Shortz, Nero and Funds
Can't forget about my driller C1
Yeah, I miss my members
Yeah, I miss my 7's
Free Stun, I swear he really done man reckless
Left niggas on stretchers
And I'm still out 'ere squeezing these weapons
On my life, this beef ain't ending, never
Anytime I step it's pepper
Blacked out tracky and leathers, gang, gang
Quincy
[Verse]
Cold nights in the Gaza
It was either go home or go harder
Back then we was runnin' man down, Mo Farah
But the opps were faster
And we didn't know nuttin' 'bout waps
Had a kitchen blade and a axe
It was Jump Out Gang
No dingers, them times it was Goldline cabs
And I didn't think we'd all go jail
I never thought that Crookes would get twelve
Didn't think that we'd all take L's
I never thought they'd take Ramz as well
But this is the life we livin'
Fifteen, I was doin' up kitchens
Eighteen, I was doin' up spinners
Now the opps dem got, let's bill it
That's lovely
Anywhere I go, I'm comfy
And I'm still keepin' up on fuckery
That boy got touched and he didn't turn pack
Next time he won't be so lucky
Free the Gaza, free Snizz, free Wizz, free Rum
Free Shortz, Nero and Funds
Can't forget about my driller C1
Yeah, I miss my members
Yeah, I miss my 7's
Free Stun, I swear he really done man reckless
Left niggas on stretchers
And I'm still out 'ere squeezing these weapons
On my life, this beef ain't ending, never
Anytime I step it's pepper
Blacked out tracky and leathers, gang, gang
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