Nanny told me don't go out there, boy it's cold outside
Now everyting's froze, this whip's cocaine white
They say I'm sick with the trap and with the flows I'm nice
And for the bros I ride and I don't ask why
Point point with the W, I'm so precise
Sometimes I think that I should take my own advice
Cause I'm still out here stepping with my own device
And for the set, I'll let it spit like an open mic
And my verse so cold it's like I wrote it twice
Pussy, money, weed and you know the vibe
Upper Clapton Dream and you know the vibe
Training Day 3 and you know the vibe
Went from mackerel curries with Life of Muni
Now I treat rap like crack and supply the country
I learnt you'll probably catch more flies with honey
And I just find it funny, how I frighten duppy
Keep it on the low
My lifestyle colddddd
But it's all we knowww
Keep it on the low
My lifestyle colddddd
But it's all we knowww (all we knowww)
My first mash me and Fs went halves (yes we did)
I pray my future don't catch up with my past (no!)
I mean my past don't catch up with my future
No rolly, no mo? but he got two yards (Mashallah)
That shit's inspiring
On the opp block firing
I'm a product of my environment
Mix the white with the maj, I grew with no dad
Inshallah my daughter get the life I never had (Ameen)
On the high road they couldn't come past (no!)
And Kyron took us gliding in his mum's car (true story)
Nanked 13 times they try slay a nigga
But what don't break a nigga only make a nigga
Kicked a nigga's mum, she tried to hide him (fuckin ell)
[?] days no guidance
Playing with this mash no bells in it
I nearly killed my cause, it had a shell in it
Keep it on the low
My lifestyle colddddd
But it's all we knowww
Keep it on the low
My lifestyle colddddd
But it's all we knowww (all we knowww)
