Kenny Allstar Freestyle

Told bro I'll ring him back, he's in the can still
Skip school, rolling with [?] like he's [?]
And there's no taking it back, I've got his back still
I've seen the realest ones get sectioned off and that's mad real
Mental health is real up in the hood but no one talks about it
Kill or be killed and even runners never walk without it
Tryna get through to the kids so I got them all around me
But they still roll with automatics and they're automatics
Bang bang, another mans down on the high road
Never had skies, letting it sky though
Now he's writing letters in the pen with a Byro
Older's don't give him no guidance are they his guys though?
Guy Fawkes, Eyez trap line was blowing up
He let his darg run if for him, now the cats old enough
He's thinking bout fucking up his bredrin cos he's fucking up
He's tryna get his money up instead of playing money up
I've seen the same story like a million times
They go down for stupid money or the silliest crimes
I did F with my killy and my killy em strike
And no trace, no case so I'm ringing off Lyca
Cah you can't trust a soul out there
Cup full of spirits cah there's no soul out there
Went from boys to men, the end of the roads out there
Can't be in pole position without a pole out there, yeah
Shotters and shooters wear the crep if the shoe fits
Ride out some pedals, peds or the scooters
Kicked out his yard and now he's doing a booting
Do what you gotta do but know you ain't gotta do this
Disconnect, disconnect from the Matrix
Cah there's no oracle in the ends or saviours
Niggas don't know their god in the flesh
Brudda all these jewels came with the same chain of events
No grind, no shine
Winners gotta take risk but we had to risk our lives
Ducking old bill, still had to bill a line
Most man who tried to make it out ended up inside
Married to the game but forever hold your piece
And if you move weight then that's major key
And these are psalms that a story made us read
And said a prayer in my head, it was God save the streets

If you could see through my eyes then you would understand me a little bit
3 white, 1 brown that's a Little Mix
All the youngers got nuff sweets on em, its a Pick n' Mix
Mums in bits, she don't wanna be in the bits
Uncle told me I'm the man of the house, I was still a kid
Getting growing pains from this shit, I was carrying
I see the older's on the block in the drop top
It made me wanna drop out of school so I dropped off a bit
Fuck a professor, I ain't listening, I'm not profiting
Never had a job, I was on job
Getting rid of work everyday, I did not stop
And I really set the bar most times, that's on god
You would of seen a lot
Self sabotage, I told myself I wouldn't see a lot
Really took a gamble on myself then I beat the odds
Man were really tryna aim at you and your B
Tryna get this fast money
Its got me speeding off in a Punto with goods on me like we never came from a good home
But push me to the limit and I'm still gonna push though
Cos too much will never be enough
Then you would have PTSD as well
VVS's on me, I don't need a CV as well
From tryna make a killer, you can die in the street as well
In the T, thinking am I ending up on a Tee as well
I went off the roads back when I was on TFL
They tried to box me in but I delivered, I'm DHL
My dreams didn't shatter the glass, ceiling fell
Then you would understand why I had a vision
I really could've stayed in OT but I had a mission
Trapping nearly trapped me in a cycle and that was vicious
Man were getting AM's cah they never had ambition
Instead of smoking Ammi or rolling with Ammunition
I really had a target and at first it was hit and miss
Until I dropped my first hit and I went missing
Then you'd be blinded
Diamonds, bros flooded, women wanna dive in
Sat on heated seats, I'm laid back so I'm reclining
They've been sleeping on me, I can see it through their eyelids
Shoot outs, it woke us up when they would rise it
We was outside but still sound siders
All those split decisions but they still couldn't divide us
I'm glad I valued brotherhood and all my guys did
We came from humble beginnings, yeah
I really took a gamble when I fumbled my winnings
I mean life is a Casino, you get lost when you're in it
Its like a roulette, so rewarding but so unforgiving
I need a hundred more than whatever I had before
I'm surrounded by millionaires, its millionaire galore
Mind over matter, what matters more than your thoughts?
I thought about horsepower, I'm peeling off in a Porsche in Piccadilly
Car convoy cah I got all my niggas with me
Moved out the ends but you know I'm still in the city
Where they're bound to know my name
I dread thinking bout the past, in the cut without a fade
Cah when you're level 1 its hard to understand the game
Understand that chasing dreams means running from the jakes when you're tryna go places
Now they pay me just top show face quick
Hella Ace Of Spades, gold cases
Kenny, gold grills, gold plats, gold kettles, both hands, gold diggers dig man
Yo, invested like the Goldman Sachs on my future but my memories are gold in fact
Yo, like that time I hit Hattons and I pulled up with my G's in the latest G Wagon
Never had a G to my name, I made it happen
When your thoughts become things then you understand magic
Kenny Allstar we just did a madness