3 AM In Brixton E

Louis Dutch. Man like Dutch, you know. Even though I ain't the right dude, I'm the One she wanna give her life to. She the one I wanna give the pipe to, And she gonna hold a nigga pipe too. I don't think right when I'm binging. Bending over something with the fringes. Hammers in the jackets or the engines. Anytime I step with my ninjas. Feds tryna do man for some old crimes. Locked up my nigga them in '09. Stocktel like you never saw white. Me, I'm on the streets like roadsides. Had to go outside for my income. Standing in the rain with a big one. How you the man or the big don? How your mom living? What's your kids on? Five Years on a thirty-eight. Got the cheek to still pray for the pearly Gates. Told baby, "Don't vex when I'm working late." You know everything bless when I percolate. I don't do molly or Percocet. I keep a side pistol and wear turtlenecks. I'm in the hood, white rice with the jerk On it. When you see me, I never see No dirt on it. School days, I was playing Hooky though. Smoked Dutch, I ain't know about Cookie though. Last time they saw me, I was A rookie though. They ain't know that I never Leave my drikkie though. Late teens, Couldn't get sillier. Remember we were smoking weed in the cinema. Couple gyals getting beat in the cinema. From my hood then, you probably did similar. All The other shit we did when we was piss Poor probably could've got us life and a bit More. Tryna figure out the puzzle like jigsaw. Would you die for what you live for? Should've been a stone 'cause I'm rolling. Should've seen the bones why they phoning. Fam, I hit your home, who you home in? Could it be the flow why they cloning? Top five UK, that's big facts. All time VOA, no mismatch. And I don't do diss tracks 'cause I don't Like distracts. Fuse The Engineer. Fuse the Engineer.