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My Story

 

My Story

(アルバム: Unfinished Business - 2023)


I know consistency is key
But it's hard to stay consistent
When you're in the mixer consistently a G
I'm still dishing out them Ki's, so I'm sorry if you're missing me on beats
Wanna know why I'm missin'? Listen to me, please

I walk around town with enough jewels to change a nigga's life
So, I gotta keep a pipe that'll take a nigga's life
And all them races on my back, police chases from the racist in the night
Now, I'm with my niggas racing in Dubai

All I ever done was trap, then, I changed it to the mic'
But this beef'll never change, that shit's engraved into my life
I lost some niggas that I love, their names engraved into my ice
But, wait, caught some nigga slipping first, I made 'em pay the price

When I was young, never thought I'd be debating on a price
With my youngers, ready to go take a nigga's life
And, when they take this nigga's life, know I'm breaking him a slice
Turn your block more smokey than Jamaican nigga's nights

Are they racist, fam? Tryna be funny? Or, tryna relate to man?
Sixty-year-old businessman tryna fist bump me instead of coming shake my hand
Like I ain't the same as man, they judge me in the meetings before I even get to say my plan
Plus, every time I hit the booth, my nigga needs a rental car
My nigga needs some money now
My nigga needs a brick of loose
My brother's on the road to jail, and he needs a home as well
Them man just lost a phone as well, that's another rack to Broski's girl

You know the crew's fire, amount of sticks I lost could go and fucking start a huge fire
Tryna focus on business and move higher
Still gotta trip and show them who's flyer
Stuck up on the road like a new tyre, you liar

Meanwhile, them clowns still tryna speak on my name
But, between all them lames, them boys ain't never left nothing for us to sleep in the rain
But really rapping 'bout them shootings, find it cheeky and strange
You can find me where the Ps to be made

Me and my BM started speaking again
I know she shed a tear, when I had to leave, it was pain
But, at least, you get to weep in the Range
Sometimes, I don't see my daughter for couple weeks, and it's pain

But, if I'm sitting there, every day, my dreams slip away
Then I'll be broke and mummy will be acting more funny than she's been when I'm paid
G Dots, it's been a while since I've been to your grave
'Cause Billy and your brother died, and it's increasing my pain

I feel them streets in my veins, them streets feel it the same
Mum had me at eighteen and she was feeling to blame
And, mum, I'm feeling your pain
But, my dad could've been there
Or a fed and threat would've been just the same

Thought all I need is a chain, now all I need is a plane
Turned myself to a business, now it's easy to say
Right now, I'm legally and illegally paid
So, I could quit rap today, look like I'm streaming away

So many hoes that I pipe, I don't even know what I like
I just know they don't love me, I need to hold me a wife
So I can settle down and focus in life
Or I'm gonna die alone in this life with just a whole load of ice

Still, the scariest time is going home in the night
I gotta keep my eyes so open and wide just in case they get the lo' on my home and I didn't know
And they tried, that's how we got the lo' on your bro, he had to go to the sky
Every day, this is really how it goes to survive, how it goes in this life
How I'm grown, and I still gotta go with my knife
Even when I fucking go to Dubai, I only get peace when I'm closing my eyes

I used to only wear designer, now I'm heavy on design
Now, when they're asking what my tracky is, I'm telling them, "It's mine"
I didn't buy it in no shop, my G, I get it from my mind
I used to sell my stock in trap houses, now I'm selling it online

And, you can ask about me in Dubai, I'm quite a naughty dude
It don't matter what year it is, 'cause every year
I pull up to them clubs and I bring them back to 1942
And every girl in my section, they get in quite a naughty mood

I got some OGs that got thrown in a slammer
But, that's how it can go when you been holding a hammer
Free uncs, last time you was on road, they didn't have no phones with a camera
Picture that, I can't stand that

Meanwhile, the feds still tryna take me to prison for the way that I'm living
They tryna blame me for killings
Go to Kick Game with warnings, try staining my image
First, it was my mum's house, now, they're invading my business

While I'm still getting chased by these dirty little girls that never had a job
And think they're worth Birkin and Chanels
Then Lil Dots hit me, said a fan's working in his jail
And if I'm DM him he's due to bring some certi in a cell, yo

I said so much was worthy for a Hell
But, I kept faith in God, kept working and prevailed
My nigga tried to hide the hate, and once I couldn't hide the cake
It wasn't working, I could tell
That shit was hurting me as well

I ain't got no game, it's my chain that's does the flirting with the girls
And I don't dance, but I got Cocaine that's twerking on the scale
Everybody got a story, I just laid it more real
My story was a sad one, but I changed it for real

My story started in a small house, exchanging for deals
Now, the penthouse got three stories, like Jason Bourne films
From the pain I ordeal, only way to ease this pain is by making more mills and taking more souls

I'm booking visits for Stro like I'm booking visits for Blackz
I'm booking visits for LD, I'm booking visits for Babz
I'm having meetings with designers, having meetings with stylists
Sending money to VD, I'm sending money to Trigz

Since I got with Kick Game, everyone I know wants a couple of kicks
My jail niggas need one for their chick and then some more for their kids
So many real niggas that come on a list
How could I say, "No" to my brothers when none of them switched?

Meanwhile, I been working on a couple of hits
No music laid something down, we got another one mixed
And, I got ten jibs to find out where another one lives
And, we're coming equipped, but we ain't burgling, it's one in your wig

Gobis mum turning a .38, his mum was a snitch, damn
My little nigga was a son of a bitch
My credit was so good, and that's because I come from the strip
So, before I ever bought a house, I put one on the wrist

I know them streets need Fred's heat back
It's like a battle with myself, it really gets me mad
'Cause if I focus on rap, I'll be a deadbeat dad
But, if I focus on being a dad, I'll lose the bread we had

And, if I don't play my role on the block, then they'll say I'm acting different
But, if I go back too much, then I'll go back to prison
My life's full of bad bitches, and bad decisions
Rap don't last forever, now, I'm tryna handle business

'Cause I don't focus on these businesses then when this rap finishes
I'll be on them interviews talking 'bout some flowers that I'm owed
Like, allow it, bro, you're old
Real hustlers take all their fucking flowers as they grow

I'm the type to make some flowers from the snow
Spending hours at the stove
Now, they give me sixty thousand for a show
I spend a hour then I go, I spend a hour with a ho
I spend a thousand like a joke, you niggas sounding like you're broke

How can I be a good rapper, good dad, good businessman
A good boss, a nice boyfriend, a good trapper?
I couldn't do it all even if I had some powers and a cape
Nah, there just ain't enough hours in a day

I got the Gempar, but they said it takes some hours on a train
I didn't know no one, so I would go shower with my blade
Now, I'm a first-class Emirates customer
You boys ain't never showered on a plane, I got a mountain full of 'Caine

My life's gotten hard, now not to be sounding like I'm vain
When the price of a Lamborghini car is sounding like a chain
Me and nobody in London is sounding like the same
I never jumped on no one's wave, fam, they found me in my lane

Now niggas mad at me they're broke, fam that's sounding like the blame
Now, you're sounding like a lame
No one ever gave me nothing, fam, I found it on a train
Yeah, you thought that he was gutter
So they found him by the drain, surrounded by the grain

You know, they found it in his brain, and bullets in his chest
The streets know we passed every time we're put to the test
Don't invest in no guns, go and put it in a vest
Snatch a body from his breath, now we're looking for the next

Since 2020 in West, we put it in the best
Three bodies, now we're up to like six AMs
But, we ain't looking for a rest
Catch him slipping when he's looking for his breakfast
I had half a million in chains when shh slipped up

But, I was drunk, so I took him for his necklace
I shouldn't, but I'm wreckless
She say that she likes me while she's staring
And looking at my necklace
This dumb little lighty don't even know if she's looking at a deathwish
'Cause someone's gonna die if they try to take these
And, someone had to die before I could even make these
That's the realest shit you'll ever hear, them man had to shed a tear
All the issues that I go through make it hard on Fred's career

And, damn, my nigga Woo, I still can't believe it's true
I still can't believe it's you
First Billy, then you
Real talk, I can't believe it's two
Still, it only took a week or two, pop out like, "Peek-a-boo"
Leave a nigga sleeping, too

So, mind out who you're speaking to
Mind out where you're sleeping, too
Have my shooters creep in through and leave 'em through
Last few patterns, no one didn't even get nicked, we didn't leave a clue
This year, I might grab the Rolls like I need a poo

Pull up with a star, and I got stars in the ceiling, too
Seven K a month on the rent, you should see the view
I wish Billy could see it too
Funny, sometimes, I don't know where this life is leading to
Really, fam, I need a clue

All I know, them streets are a myth
The realest niggas get birded, they find God then preach to them kids
About, "This life isn't worth it"
All them years in jail must make them guys forget how hard it gets when life isn't working
No sex, but you're dreaming to get inside of a German
Went to jail for a stabbing, came home and done another one, like my knife wasn't learning
Now, you can get a nine for seven grand, like it's Birkin
I'm grinding for certain

Amount of time that Sav put his knife in a person, thought my guy was a surgeon
Before Cat and Bambi, all my Lycas were twerking
I been overlapping niggas when it comes to rapping and trapping like the mic was a circuit
Now, the game's full of fucking clowns like it's a circus

It usually takes hoes two years to get tired
I mean, getting all them sides of the cervix
'Til they realise it's more to life like holidays and nice little purses
That I ain't gonna purchases even though she knows I'm nice off these verses
And, my ring and watch is three hundred, like Lil Durk is
I make shit go happen in the flats
You know what happens with them straps while you been capping in your raps

If you ain't with this pattern, then move out of the way
All my niggas get it cracking, yours are out here to play
They get one chance like minefield
2008, in 2012 my phone was on 2000 a day

Take my niggas out to eat, that's two thousand a steak
Tell them boys, "Try to keep up," they're two hundred thousand and late
Everybody's a shooter, welcome to 2000 and fake
Two nights, no cap, that's sixty thousand and Tape

Ask my niggas Zeus, straight cash, living proof
Nigga, what? Nigga, when? Nigga, who?
Tell me who you did it to, you know what me and my niggas really do
For my nigga Woo, get it on your door like it's Deliveroo

Or that boy we did it to, them niggas must be dumb
I got a couple businesses, but, still, my business isn't done
That means I'm coming for you niggas, and I'm coming for riches
Let me welcome you to this, this is Unfinished Business

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