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Friday
[Kenny Allstar & (DigDat):] I
know they didn't take me serious, when I
said I'm in this game ten albums deep, no less Ghosty On God, I'm just warming How can they let us go from being one of the
hottest in the
streets to one of the
hottest in the
game And it all started from the 8
DigDat (I can hit that block with ten shots but I
think I
might make more off deals Got my raincoat on with this Rambo incase I
ain't got no sword or shields Can't bring her to the
yard, she's catty and that one had no bra Fur on my coat's from Canada) Had me in court so my head looked pickier, swear I
was banking my TEC wth Nivea Sword on my hip, swing it like Jedi, all VV's, no SI's S
just done up a G
pack and I
know two young boys that'll work it Had to put my trap on EE, back then my Lyca couldn't get service Friday I
should've went Jummah, head out my window, doing all nighters Woke up, I
was on the
yard doing pull ups in sliders, me and them lifers With my big box TV, no controller, I
couldn't even swap that channel T'ump off your lip with my fist, now he's pissed cah he gotta wash it off with a
flannel Free all my friends that I
lost in battle Weren't no fist fights, sticks, don't grapple, swinging my arms in chapel Hundred bands at eighteen, never went mainstream, my teacher's baffled Hair down, head band, eyebrows, turn up, came with her eyelash done up He tried run in his Forces, tripped, then we bored him, tearing up North Face Kick down doors in the
morning, catch man eating his Corn flakes I
can hit that block with ten shots but I
think I
might make more off deals Got my raincoat on with this Rambo incase I
ain't got no sword or shields In my young days, double tap flickys, try put them right in fully When I
had two twin blades like Boondocks, name one Riley or Huey This pretty little thing so ratchet, peng one belt and her bag come matching And she used to act brand new but wanna fuck now so a
lot just changed See me with a
watch and chain, flush them packs and block that drain How many times did I
hop that train? In the
trap, took naps like Pampers, she ain't from Catford, qway like Ashford Clip in my AP, twist this backwards, mad how we came from Aquas Hiding my face from cameras, when I
should've went and prayed at masjid Can't bring her to the
yard, she's catty and that one had no bra Flavours come from Cali, fur on my coat's from Canada You know I
didn't beat that case, I
can't shout out my barrister Know that my Buj runs black on foil, I'm burning it light and it comes back oil She was like "Digs, how you feelin'?", I
might go and put a
bag on my bugs Spray this O
pot teething, then test this wap in the
woods And if it runs black, it's good, liquorice papers, wraps of Buj Different razors, get that cooked Do a
3-5-0 like my Yeezy, done with the
scale, just took that pack off Now I'm at the
sink, press down on the
hand wash, tryna rinse all this sand off The
Voice of the
Streets
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