Gimme a shout Lyrics

My bruddas they walk the line of death

Next breath I take might die for them

Snapback on i'm too shy for them

Lost in the north i'm on five percent

Brixton baddest, loud come maddest

Bill up a zoot don't die for blem

Spliff be fattest, shit's done now i'm glad it's

Shots down pots down lay on a couch no panic

Head roll back down and I open my mouth

Bad boy old school rude boy from the south

Live day by day never have no doubts

If you need loud just give man a shout

Drip come fresh

Zoots now billed so I call up my, call up my bros for a sesh

Send these texts

Head down to LTH the weather, the weather is bless

Feds come stressed

Doing rounds of grounds like hunting, hunting for flesh

Broke boy so all I do is finesse

Lone boy God sends me all of his tests

Don't settle for less

Two phones in my waistband

Sad but I won't be for long not depressed

I'm not a wasteman

Pre me at the party i'm just a guest

Hood up in the corner

Never in court na i'm not a baller

Acid on tongue now ting's looking smaller

Not here for long just here for a quarter (Q)

Now i'm confused, stick to my bruddas like glue

Please can you try not to step on my new, shoes

Stay with my crew, looking 'round clueless like blud are you new

Don't start no fights no beef in the stew

Turn off the lights now we're gonna lose

(now were gonna lose, now were gonna lose ay)

Smoke mary jane

Don't drink no booze

I've fried my brain

She makes me snooze

Next time I play i'll be doing a show

Next time you bill add less blem and more cro

Don't show my bank, I don't wanna know

Only do nature and never touch snow

Mfs know me I just float on the flow

Mfs don't know I make dough on the low

Work on yourself do not focus on me

I'll like your picture just so you feel seen

Give you a verse for just 59p

Sweating while it is just 20 degrees

Chill guys

Night skies

Two wings

And nine fries

Cant lie

That was nice

Now smoking my supply

There's my guy

Might say 'hi'

Eyes look fried

Nevermind