Crisis Lyrics

Light bill

Your son got skills

To go on drill

We just tough to kill

I remember seeing my mama crying about a light bill (light bill)

Mama wipe erm tears off ya face cos your son got a skill (your son got a skills)

Made a will to change it all, suiting up to go on drill (to go on a drill)

Certain scars hard heal, real street niggas are tough to kill (tough to kill)

I remember seeing my mama crying about a light bill (light bill)

Mama wipe erm tears off ya face cos your son got a skill (your son got a skills)

Made a will to change it all, suiting up to go on drill (to go on a drill)

Certain scars hard heal, real street niggas are tough to kill (we just tough to kill)

See something I gotta have, tuck your chain before I snatch it (tuck your chain)

Everything come black in plastics the whole gang gonna grab it (ba bow)

They say you need a plan, on missions you can't go without it (Paa)

Tough times never last, buhh tough people never sleep without (Wo wo wo)

Mama raised a savage, when I punch man then it's grievous (dont do that)

None of us can go back home even if the work a lil bit tedious (Grr bow)

Had him on the pavement curl slums looking to up Jesus (uh)

All the bodies that I'am catching, the mandem know I'am serious (bow bow)

How can I plan to lose, when I came in the game with nothing (Bill)

Let erm close my licence off you know my family was struggling (Skill)

Wave of stress keep coming through, all I hear is huffing and puffing (Drill)

Uhh, say it one more time, no pain and suffering uhh (Kill) (No more pain and suffering)

I remember seeing my mama crying about a light bill (light bill)

Mama wipe erm tears off ya face cos your son got a skill (your son got a skills)

Made a will to change it all, suiting up to go on drill (to go on a drill)

Certain scars hard heal, real street niggas are tough to kill (we just tough to kill)

I remember seeing my mama crying about a light bill (light bill)

Mama wipe erm tears off ya face cos your son got a skill (your son got a skills)

Made a will to change it all, suiting up to go on drill (to go on a drill)

Certain scars hard heal, real street niggas are tough to kill (we just tough to kill)

Hope to see the top one day, so I can lend my bros a hand (ey eyyy)

Back in the bando stretch elastic busy wrapping up the bands (ba bow)

Spitting 16 verses, making sure all my punchlines bang (sixteen sixteen)

Took a risk to build brand, never falling deep in the sand (bow)

Opportunities came knocking you know I couldn't miss it (uhh)

Couldn't eff it up like my dawg Bo, who's always acting misfit (no no)

Same way he tryna link a ting I run up all digits (never)

I ain't feeling good cos I ain't seen my bro in a minute (minute)

Am clutching heat on streets wid a manual gear shift stick

Reminiscing times when bro put man on a quick lick

The p's weren't enough to be fair I was looking for a quick fix

Interceptions with undercover caught man stealing a pink slip

I remember seeing my mama crying about a light bill (light bill)

Mama wipe erm tears off ya face cos your son got a skill (your son got a skills)

Made a will to change it all, suiting up to go on drill (to go on a drill)

Certain scars hard heal, real street niggas are tough to kill (we just tough to kill)

I remember seeing my mama crying about a light bill (light bill)

Mama wipe erm tears off ya face cos your son got a skill (your son got a skills)

Made a will to change it all, suiting up to go on drill (to go on a drill)

Certain scars hard heal, real street niggas are tough to kill (we just tough to kill)

Charity I gave it to my people

Clarity I gave it to my niggaz

Tide from a deed to LC still keeping a thousand percent