Yo Fred been dealin' with a few situations out 'ere man

But I'm just sorting it all out that's why I've been a bit quiet

And then yeah I'm active again

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Ballys and hoodies not phones in the car

Them man ain't on but they talk like they are

Them man ain't really got no arms

It come like they just been foldin' their arms

It come like man been playin' Charades

The way man talk with them arms

One day I'm in the hood tryna pattern up shh

Next day I'm recordin' in France

They talk like they are

Turn turn turn

Told me turn

They told me turn

All I know is money and beef

Don't think I left it all in the past

How these opp boys say they want beef

But they ain't got bread that's all in their arse

All my young boys like ten or nine

Guess they all wanna chart

Skengs Rambos flickys

We got them all in the car

How many man have the gangdem got

How many time man do it all bait on the mains

Go wish that man's not hot

Still do it in a coat like Big Shaq got

Just done it in my hoody

Four door swervin' no A Boogie

Turn-turn-turn-turn

I hope I ain't got 'bout the judge no Judy

Ballys and hoodies not phones in the car

Them man ain't on but they talk like they are

Them man ain't really got no arms

It come like they just been foldin' their arms

It come like man been playin' Charades

The way man talk with them arms

One day I'm in the hood tryna pattern up shh

Next day I'm recordin' in France

Ballys and hoodies not phones in the car

Them man ain't on but they talk like they are

Them man ain't really got no arms

It come like they just been foldin' their arms

It come like man been playin' Charades

The way man talk with them arms

One day I'm in the hood tryna pattern up shh

Next day I'm recordin' in France

Turn-turn-turn

All I know is money and beef

Don't think I left it all in the past

Them man there different to ours

Couldn't see them we leave them to last

My young boy was slackin' in the T

I just gave him a kick up the arse

Focus workrate progress

Put in that work then he's up

How many man have the gangdem got

How much residue in my pot

How much pressure did we put on opps

How many times did we out the lot

Feds tryna find my spot

Man tryna right my wrongs

So I just write a song

Two bad B's in the seat me in the middle

Two Rambo's symmetry me in the middle

Rose gold with the VV's in the middle

DG had to throw Amiri jeans in the middle

I know feds hate to see me winnin'

They just wanna see me in the system

All of those times it was runt now we litty

Cah my Laurent from Eagle I be able to

Two bad B's in the seat me in the middle

Two Rambo's symmetry me in the middle

Rose gold with the VV's in the middle

DG had to throw Amiri jeans in the middle

I just done it in my hoody

Four door swervin' no A Boogie

Turn-turn-turn-turn

I hope I ain't got 'bout the judge no Judy

Ballys and hoodies not phones in the car

Them man ain't on but they talk like they are

Them man ain't really got no arms

It come like they just been foldin' their arms

It come like man been playin' Charades

The way man talk with them arms

One day I'm in the hood tryna pattern up shh

Next day I'm recordin' in France

Talk like they are

Foldin' their arms

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Talk with them arms