Bar Codes Remix E

Yeah. Richmade. It's that Five Below shit. This that Richmade shit. Don't come outside without your bally on. Uh-uh. Check it. Yeah. I'm a good yute, but I know how to Use a semi. Yeah. 'Cause niggas too red eye. Back of the Beamer, got a TV, it's a LI. Black AF1s when I'm feeling like a rebel. Turn me to a Sith, I grew up tryna Be a Jedi. swear. But I ain't finished training. Had to wipe my eyes when I done it, It was raining. Weights that we sling, not the Gym, we still gaining. Uh-huh. Ask me how I'm doing, I'm just pai- Maintaining. I New chrome spinners, but it's looking Like the old one. No safety on it, gotta Fill it with the gold ones. We ain't never rat, we the niggas who got Told on. My sword big like Trunks, niggas switched Up like Gohan. Told my youngers chill, but they Not easy. Uh-uh. They just tryna turn you to A ghost without a Ouija. Niggas green with envy, they Luigi. Huh? Pocket full of sweets, these ain't Haribos. Drop your map pin and we gon' fix you Like Mario. This flake so good, It came from Panama. Panama. My boot will give it to you from A Yamaha. Half my brothers been remanded on a Hammer charge. Uh. It's been a cycle since we Had it on the handlebars. You know yeah. Trillis spit the real rap, them Outsiders can't relate. Can't. This that double barrel, balaclavas, masking Tape. All From a town where we so brown, Eating After Eights. Where they get you broad day, Don't wait till it's after 8:00. They know that I talk it, same way that I walk it. Gloves bagging stones, I'm like Thanos With the gauntlet. Shew. Niggas know the codes, Pussios are getting tortured. These niggas getting old, but still banging, it's Exhausting. Hollows getting wiser, they should call Me Yoda. Stepping on you spiders, big arachnophobia. I'm a busy man, so I've got a busy Rota. It's a raggy road in the cab with Abiola. Hollow with the ting on the stove, Yes, I been there. I was low on Benendon Road, kept a ting there. Yeah. That was back when man had the phone In the King's lyre. Now I got a bitch On a boat in her swimwear. I'm back with the tekkers. I sat with the steppers. You wolves get clapped, I'm a shepherd. And life brings you lessons. They fold under pressure, and that's when we bless 'em. Ah. I don't trust that nigga, don't know, Better watch him. Who's he with and who does He know? Caught him waffling. Now I'm at the top, I'm the GOAT. Hollow Man's been building up the game for the Kids I'm adopting. Shew. whacked, MAC-11. Get blessed, I'm the reverend. I hustled, I rapped in my bedroom. From Brixton to Peckham. Any features with Hollow, just tell 'em I rapped With a legend. Ah. Flakes. This flake so good, it came from Panama. My boot will give it to you from a Yamaha. Half my brothers been remanded on a hammer Charge. It's been a cycle since we had it On the handlebars. Trillis spit the real rap, Them outsiders can't relate. This that double barrel, balaclavas, masking tape. I'm from a town where we so brown, eating After Eights. Uh-huh. Where they get you broad day, Don't wait till it's after I'm a good yute, But I know how to use the spinners. Uh. 'Cause niggas too inner. Back of the Beamer, got a table, what's for Dinner? Devil may cry wolf, but nobody gon' hear You. Mummy's little angel, how I turn into a Sinner? How? But I ain't done repenting. Ah. Keep a extra pair gloves 'cause I ain't Done trenching. Uh-uh. I ain't done clenching. Jimmy Conway, not Jimmy Henchman. Lift the whole 36 and I don't mean benching. Catch me watching Sopranos, eating pasta. 38 slugs, all gold like the BAFTAs. Ah. Push 'em in the maggy, call 'em Thatchers. They going through the walls like Casper. Told my ninjas chill, but they won't have a Bar. They just wanna go and do a massacre. And rise up the luger like my manager. They ever put your addy in the sat nav. They ain't bringing phones, but they gon' turn you To a hashtag.