Yo, Fred PG Tiffany Calver 1Xtra Hottest DJ in the City Look, look Have you ever sat down in a hospital bed Like when you come outta here Someone's gotta be dead If you're talking about the youngest drip Then it's gotta be Fred If you see me running quick Then it's gotta be Feds Yeah I got Expectations That's gotta be met So ... my wife, so I got em for head If I carried on with my life, I'd probably be dead Yo, these niggas know I'm tryna risk it for a biscuit Still I've seen some vicious chingings To the point, I bet that pussy wish ... hit him Yo I've been popping, I just spend 20 racks out when I was Christmas shopping You been window shopping, I used to be into robbing Them streets where we play and I know my nigga got me Nah this ain't eBay, but I still bid on shotty I don't even go in pools, but I'm swimming properly Got a box full of jewels like I did a robbery I was fixing my life, by breaking the law I put dick in ur wife, bro you been dating a whore Got a show at half eight, so I'm taking the fort Only thing I used to shut down at 8 was my door That's prison life, I do the same thing in a different life They like you're famous, what's it feeling like But I don't know, I'm in the barber's with my kitchen knife Rolling around with mellow like my wrist didn't cost me 65 And Couple times I see Your head don't wanna run, but ur legs get to cutting And growing up, them man there wanted sexing and clubbing While my niggas were tryna be pressing on something Check it, you ain't never sent ur niggas up in jail money You ain't never cooked in kitchen's till it smells funny And I'm a rapper now, my young niggas ... from me I don't find not one thing about a cell funny But last year I made so much of a pad and pen I'm seriously thinking about never selling packs again My young gs got it on them, you can't chat to them And if they lose it when they're working, then I'll pattern them You been rapping about the trap, but you ain't had a I Think you should go to cunch and then come back again By the time I was 16, I was never home You're looking at a rapper who come up of a pebble phone I made a 100 thousand pounds Never heard me say that I won't get involved He Used to be around the gang, now we let him go He's out here lying to the people, tells me what I'm meant to know You ain't a real nigga, and let us catch you in the streets you know we'll deal with ya I done my chick wrong a lot of times, but I'm still with her But don't think it's all sweet, Man it's still bitter I gotta deal with it Before I was setting trends on the gram I was setting pace with guys that ... with the gang My nigga beat a boy down in the cell with his hands I topped his phone up £20 just to send him Now I can't go through central without spending some grands All my gs locked up, I need to send him Lil Troy got 22 years, that's the end of his I'll be 45 when niggas land