lirik lagu potter payper - behind barz
look, i got the heart of a spartan
nine on the strong i be a martyr
welcome to the saga, sh-t gets pearl harbour
drive off a new merc
riding down an open road, nights i was cold alone
kitties stay piping
man a straight python its a lonely road, shots fired
don’t let the holy ghost hold me close
did i tell you about this cat, i was kipping in his flat
the other day i heard he overdosed
its sad still, its got me tripping like a bad pill
i don’t give a f-ck about my ends g, its that real
smoke ’till i’m comatosed, eyes looking tokyo
feeling like a rolling stone, [?] with a o of snow
i’m tryna go from lotes to notes
sh-t’s all cray cah they recalled k
ah man i gotta blow some smoke
these f-ckers are your friend, but he probably a snake when the price right
pound signs in his eye sight
living on the edge, i was billing heads when you was p-ssing on your bed
crank chilling on the steps where they pipe white
90’s baby, noughties raised me, jail house changed me
and if you trapping and you napping g this ain’t sleep
rip jv spirit like a white russian, let me light suttin’
you ain’t built like that, you can die fronting
and that’s f-cked cause a don about his bread will have to sit behind a door cause he put one in your head
man this life’s f-ckery, once you get stuck in, ain’t no tail trucking
i know rider man, stuck up on the block like spiderman
slap you in your mullet, gloves full of smudges
lies for the jury, smiles for the judges
hate for the jakes instilled from a youngen, my mindframe corrupted, paper i just l-st it
cause i be on some real sh-t they can never understand
my dad left early g i had to be the man
f-ck a exam, i was on my block pushing grams
sitting in my cell, head up in my hands
praying that i bust case, paper in my plans
kept a little spinage g, my spinner never jammed
a shooting had armed feds l!cking off my nans
so if i ever l!ck a hundred, i’ll give 50 to my nan
fam i know my mum knows, i’m addicted to them roads
trap house, two weeks sleeping in my clothes
nothing like champagne, raves and bezzies, i was more like cocaine fiends and jezzies
i was 18 years old before i saw my first 20
youth worker used to tell me i be dead before 20
i can tell you about jail, mad years that i done
and i can tell you ’bout my block, i been on it from young
and i can tell you what happened when that tré ting spun
but loose lips sink ships, and i ain’t that dumb
i don’t play them games, tell a fed i rather be dead before i say them names
fam i been about it, talk about bare food cos i been around it
never bummy but i’m sc-mmy g, i used to burgle houses
then some ogs were consigning me them ounces
wet man round me had me feeling like i’m drowning
fam we really went there with the browning, and me and next man really went there with the dotty
-pause- nicked me for a what, i’m a g on my block, go and ask somebody
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