Statement III - Ay Em

Thought that I’d miss

Never handed over no shit

No one ever handed me piss

No one ever gave me nothin'

Bruddas don’t chase, just scheme

Had to go and get it myself

Me and my bro took trips all over this world

Just hope and pray we don’t fail

Two twos on the YouTube, we was hustling

Tryna make it happen, take my family off the road

Now they tryna take me out my zone

Deny me baby, if they ever tell you I’m involved

And I don’t wanna come up, if I come up, that’s a lie

Baby, she the baddest but a liar in disguise

Fuck it, couldn’t judge 'em 'cause we’re out here to survive

Loyalty and honour, all we needed in this life

My bruddas went missing like Madeline McCann

Had to fly 'em ways with this package in my hand

Bought me some drip, cost a packet full of sand

It’s all we ever know 'cause it’s all we ever had

I’m gonna smoke this shit until I’m older

Baby, I had to carry this weight on my shoulder

And I ain’t on droppin', don’t know about a weapon

Fuck boy, this my persona, ayy, ayy

(Thought that I’d miss)

I’m hungry, I need me a plate

So I need me to stay

Need me a place in this game

Need me to patiently wait

'Cause I’m hungry for victory

I’m hungry for gain

I’ve got this game by the neck

Bruddas they lookin' at me

They thinkin', «Oh, shit, look man this boy is a threat»

Cah he coming to take over this one and that one

And your one and her one and their one

And this one and everyone elses

Fuck it, I need it, I’m selfish

I ain’t gonna stop till I’m wealthy

Ain’t no other brudda in the building shotting yola that’s scaring me

Ain’t putting no fear in me

Ain’t nobody take care of me, yeah

(Thought that I’d miss)

I just gotta whip it like Django

Never had a plug named Zantos

How did we come from bandos?

he slang opps

They will never pick what I get, uh

I just got a different selection

Got grub coming again so it’s back to scratch

Got me some of these deals in them hand to hands

I’m 'bout to slap them in the traffic jam

And my loud’s from Barca not Amsterdam

Pick up the phone and get back to me

Pick up the phone and get back to me

She didn’t hit me up when they meet

Put it to work then put it back to sleep

Got grub coming again so it’s back to scratch

Got me some of these deals in them hand to hands

I’m 'bout to slap them in the traffic jam

And my loud’s from Barca not Amsterdam

Pick up the phone and get back to me

Pick up the phone and get back to me

She didn’t hit me up when they meet

Put it to work then put it back to sleep