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Gazza. It's Slitter. The life, life that I live is oh So private Man are just constantly grinding Like Lonely nights in the T Like me and Code D tryna get this wag on We ain't rich But we're still trying The money keeps piling, it Ain't gonna stop 'Cause we can't be stuck on The block G-gotta let these phone lines pop The life that I live is oh so private Man are just constantly grinding Like lonely nights In the T Like me and Code tryna get This wag on We ain't rich but we're still Trying The money keeps piling, it ain't gonna stop 'Cause we can't be stuck on the block G- Gotta let these phone lines pop I got that Bobby Brown and that Whitney Black tint, hit the Road, they can't see me They hate but they Really wanna be me Pre me, see man all Over TV You see the life I live is Too violent Trident on the gang, I do my Lids Sell stones to racks who just like it We can go OT, band it all my bits See the packs just sailing Night like a pirate Ship Knock that white in a pirate dish Avy's Got boxes, I'm lining him Trapping up star for The finer things AP watches and diamond rings Dark Or light when the trap phone rings But darling, Don't take it personal But life, but the life I live is too private Mental health, you know I can't hide it See a pagan yute, I Might dice it Fight it, he can run, I Don't care But the life I live is unfair I took a flight, paid a fare She want The drip, new Moncler Send the text, I'll be there The life that I live is Oh so private Man are just constantly grinding Like Lonely nights in the T Like me and Code Tryna get this wag on We ain't rich but We're still trying The money keeps piling, it ain't Gonna stop 'Cause we can't be stuck on the Block G-gotta let these phone lines pop The Life that I live is oh so private Man Are just constantly grinding Like lonely nights in The T Like me and Code tryna get this Wag on We ain't rich but we're still trying The money keeps piling, it ain't gonna stop 'Cause We can't be stuck on the block G-gotta Let these phone lines pop Like let's get back To the basics As a youngboy's in and out Of stations Leave me fucked up 'cause the paper I chasing Man have got raided out But ain't Got time for no statements But I fucked up 'cause half of the pack was out Now I'm Stuck in the station waiting Like I really should've Stayed in south I'm in love with the money, Just pile up Pounds keep rolling, wag gets diced Up Bros unlicensed, grab that whip on finance Skrr Then bounce Like friends dem where did I find Them Escaping Trident on the M-way, do miles I'll Do the jewel if I'm paid in full Next Day we stepping up miles The life that I Live is oh so private Man are just constantly Grinding Like lonely nights in the T Like me And Code D tryna get this wag on We Ain't rich but we're still trying The money keeps Piling, it ain't gonna stop 'Cause we can't be Stuck on the block G-gotta let these phone Lines pop The life that I live is oh So private Man are just constantly grinding Like Lonely nights in the T Like me and Code Tryna get this wag on We ain't rich but We're still trying The money keeps piling, it ain't Gonna stop 'Cause we can't be stuck on the Block G-g-gotta let these phone lines pop The life that I live is oh so private Man are just constantly grinding