Lyrics
In the ride tryna make it home
In the car, trying to make it home
Big waps tryna take off domes
Carrying powerful weapons, aiming to cause harm
Really tryna do man proper
Striving to conduct oneself properly
Only school boys will bring their phones
Only inexperienced individuals would bring phones to illegal activities
Got rid of my favourite tracky
Disposed of my favorite tracksuit
Couldn't think twice, it had to go
Had to make a quick decision without second thoughts
Or it would've been Serco trips
Otherwise, it would lead to encounters with law enforcement (Serco trips)
And waking up to early soc'
Avoiding waking up early for societal obligations
Now I'm more focused on bands
Currently more focused on making money
Cah ridin' don't make me dough
Riding around doesn't generate income
But I fell in love with ridin'
Despite the lack of financial gain, developed a love for riding
So for now I'ma have to do both
Temporarily engaging in both riding and making money
If he fucks with the opps
If someone associates with enemies, they face serious consequences
He gets smoke from his head to toe
Confrontation leads to severe retaliation
In the field I strike and shoot
In the dangerous environment, displaying skills like Ronaldo in scoring goals
Ronaldo, the way I finesse these goals
Finessing goals in a skillful manner
Sit back, laugh with the gang
(Repeated Section)
Watchin' these opp boys lie on tracks
-Last time that punk saw me he ran
-So don't know why he's got all this chat
-These punks wanna splash on shoes
-Me, I'd rather splash on a brand new wap
-What's some loubs gonna do
-When I hop out the ride with
-The dots and double tap?
-Still out 'ere taking risks
-The things I've seen, no
-You wouldn't believe
-And the feds tryna get me birded
-Suttin' got smoked and they're blamin' me
-Feds at my door again, no uniform
-It was CID's wanna take me back to the wing
-That's hella Big Bang and ITV
-Time is money and no, I
-Ain't wasting time, no way, I'm fine
-And if I ever get grabbed I won't cry
-Cah I know it was worth the crime
-I was movin' young and dumb
-Used to sleep with smoke in the crib
-If feds would've spun my drum
-That would've been CB gone for a bit
-Now man step correct
-One phone call and that ting's on deck
-Them punks try shoot at my friends
-So I got that skeng and shot one of them
-This is the truth I'm saying
-Civilians call this terror but me
-I just call this playin'
-You don't wanna sleep with the fishes
-Get 'round there and show them drillin's
-But now I gotta move on point
-I ain't tryna join my friends in prison
-I know that I might sound fucked
-But I only wanna see them in visit's
-My nigga say it's all love
-Give me the green light and I'll drill it
-But now I can't trust a soul
-All I trust is this rusty pole
-All the ice you got on froze
-Ain't gonna change that your
-Boy turned ghost
-All these bells in the clip ain't enough
-No way, I need unlimited smoke
-Lurk on your block, late night patrols
-Still out 'ere in broad day scoring goals
-In the ride tryna make it home
-Big waps tryna take off domes
-Really tryna do man proper
-Only school boys will bring their phones
-Got rid of my favourite tracky
-Couldn't think twice, it had to go
-Or it would've been Serco trips
-And waking up to early soc'
-Now I'm more focused on bands
-Cah ridin' don't make me dough
-But I fell in love with ridin'
-So for now I'ma have to do both
-If he fucks with the opps
-He gets smoke from his head to toe
-In the field I strike and shoot
-Ronaldo, the way I finesse these goals
-In the ride tryna make it home
-Big waps tryna take off domes
-Really tryna do man proper
-Only school boys will bring their phones
-Got rid of my favourite tracky
-Couldn't think twice, it had to go
-Or it would've been Serco trips
-And waking up to early soc'
-Now I'm more focused on bands
-Cah ridin' don't make me dough
-But I fell in love with ridin'
-So for now I'ma have to do both
-If he fucks with the opps
-He gets smoke from his head to toe
-In the field I strike and shoot
-Ronaldo, the way I finesse these goals
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