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Fuckin' hell I’m back here again Shit’s crazy, feds think I’m at it again They kicked off my door try to tackle the stairs I’m in my room like what the fuck is happening here? The fed cuffed me and sat me down on a chair He said he’s got me, he’s tryna inject fear I know it’s not me, they want me, I see things clear My gram was wilin' out like he’s been here Written statement, no common interview He gave me a smile then asked for a interlude Then showed me a picture of some different yute (what you tryna say Koke, this isn’t you?) I’m wide awake though, this isn’t proof (ah let's charge him and send him on a prison cruise) Nobel, for something that I didn’t do In my cold cell I feel invisible Aye, if you read between the lines and you might just even get it See, I ain’t even lying that’s what everybody say When your freedom’s on the line and you’re running out of time Thinking, fuck this fuck this, that’s just the story of my life You live, you learn, the tables turn And that’s when shit don’t end up turning out exactly how you like Take a risk and roll the dice but you might just pay the price (uh, alright) Aye, fuck it fuck it fuck it fuck it (look, look, look) How can I make you understand? Feds are shutting down my shows putting cuffs up on my hand They search my whole family, trouble in the pen Shutting down corners and jumping out off vans They’re talking ‘bout firearms, something 'bout gang They cut me off wireless and run up in my grams Then run up in my babe’s mothers, mothers yard Looking for some firearms and didn’t find a dot Them man are lying sarge But who cares, another case is closed Then I caught another case a couple days ago Fuck, I hope I buss it man I’m praying though Got me looking to the sky like why you playing for? Why don’t you save me lord? How could I not even see my baby born (fuck it all), crazy thoughts Chains and bolts, stuck up in this system Just wishing that I make it home If you read between the lines and you might just even get it See, I ain’t even lying that’s what everybody say When your freedom’s on the line and you’re running out of time Thinking, fuck this fuck this, that’s just the story of my life You live, you learn, the tables turn And that’s when shit don’t end up turning out exactly how you like Take a risk and roll the dice but you might just pay the price Aye, fuck it fuck it fuck it fuck it fuck it Yes you should read between the lines then you just might even get it See, I ain’t even lying that’s what everybody say When your freedom’s on the line and you’re running out of time Thinking, fuck this fuck this, that’s just the story of my life You live, you learn, the tables turn And that’s when shit don’t end up turning out exactly how you like Take a risk and roll the dice but you might just pay the price Aye, fuck it, fuck it, fuck this Yeah, Georgiou (yeah) You got mail Don't lie, what you got there for me, guv? Yeah, three letters for you, mate Yeah, lemme get those Hey guv, when we coming out for sauce? Dickhead! Yo, yo I got some letters here, still, lemme buss this one Oh yeah? Yeah, man Bumbaclot! Yo, this, yo, this is from babe mother, ya know? Ah yeah? Yeah blood, she sent me a Dear John, blood Don't lie Bumbaclot yo Ah, don't even laugh though Shouldn't, don't laugh about it, still
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