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Homerton, E9

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CTP

Shouts CTP on the beat

If they arrest us, say nish to a fed, speaking to pigs is never a option

I put it on my life that I can’t snitch, that’s a cross on the blues like

Scotland

I still got sticks for 'em problems, stick one on your T like a sponsor

I’m still tryna touch these kids, no-nonsense, how could I change my content?

Dem boys want smoke, then they shoulda went Holland

How many times I had to stop and starch?

Tryna make that change and get it in

constant

How many times we tryna block theirs cars?

But they still escape,

if not I’m responsive

This shits hot, still hop out on opps, two nose on the dots, they bonding

I been through blocks, thats me and my mates, now it’s straight put pressure on

ends

See the man then we setting it bait, change these plates so this whip blends

If they violate, we’re going back straight tryna test out their defence

If I’m hitting the 8, it’s blades and sprays or I’m going to buck my friends

They love all the socials, sayings or chattings, nuttin but vocals

Pray and I feel like Paris, the opps dem always been hopeful

I’m still tryna hit that mark in the field with the hammer like Noble

At times gotta keep it live, still risking your life when there’s things just

local

Ever been so close but far and your wishing that it’s on deck

Datch thats bro come like he can’t see no sense when it comes to the opps then

he just sees red

Ever gone fishing and ain’t need no net, T, weightlifting, ain’t need no reps

Weeks in the T, man run through pebs, ain’t seen no bread 'cause of high expense

A few to a kat for the runs and a set for a kat as rent

Spoke to my nigga, hopes I’m making hits cah we needs gigs bro, like Spen'

Ever been opp block and then bucked your friend, if you hear that he’s there

More time ten kats run for the meals no tread

No ticks cah I don’t wanna deal with debts

I go riding with heat, that’s one way to deal with death

Show violence in streets, that’s one way to deal with threats

Cold silent don’t speak, that’s one way to deal with feds

Won’t find me when we beat, that’s one way to deal with skets

They say K you can rap, the wordplays mad, you can make it big here, no afro

Good with the puns, if I’m talking bars, every one need a wheel, no barrow

Beef in the streets, bring smoke to your show, we ain’t try bun shallow

I still serve up on the back road, kicking them dots like it’s astro

If they arrest us, say nisch to a fed, I got nuttin' to say to the Old Bill

Not a thing gets said, rather sit in the pen with a bowl of oatmeal

Anytime I’ve seen them, they sped, loves a Big Shaq, I should call him O’Neal

Anytime I leave it in Z’s, the bread gets sent, I just love an old deal

I still bake qway doing up old deals, my head strong if I’m ever in ordeals,

go over there show my corn feels

I pick up that stick, go on to a 4 wheels, when the tings bam-bam,

don’t watch it’s real

Step with steel, different traces, you can get cheffed or peeled

Homerton 9, we 'bout cream like Baileys

Still get 'round sides, Ben Davies

It come like most of the gang been having them thoughts to ride lots lately

Step out to the tings off safety

A man try pop corn but you’re down the road tryna get wavey

Behind Barz

This Shits Ments out October 26th

Fumez The Engineer