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I used to need time when i rhyme
But now i just slide
I used to need a ride when i rhyme
But now i just slide

I used to need time when i walked in the room with these haters
Cos they don’t know me
Now when I’m in the room, A&Rs and their crews, seem to all start acting like they owe me
I got bare homies
Real hood dark niggas, no phonies
But on the lonely nights man still walked alone roaming through the cold skreets like I’m Mowgli
40 days 40 nights, I was holy
No food no drink, just hope g
Praying that one day i would make a likkle pay
And free all of my niggas from thе OT

I used to need time when i rhymе
But now i just slide
I used to need a ride when i ride
But now i just slide

Niggas acting like they know me, but if we were CO-D’s
You wouldn’t even care if i died
Niggas acting like they know me but if were CO-D’s
You wouldn’t even care if i lied

KarimThaPeasant:

Manaman are far from sweet
Everyday we stay dodging police (round these sides)
I used to make excuses and sleep
Now I stay up and plot on my p's (where the money reside)
Can't expect no-one to change it for you
Felt life was harder for me but
Perspective it came and it didn't come cheap
I was losing my way when I fell to my knees
And I pray pray, pray pray, pray more
Cah the pain deep, I'm still sore to my core and
You lose one, take five and you leave four
It was never meant to be like this
Dunno what you need as a kid
Get myself up, scheme from the crib
Protect or I'm stealing that shit
Life go fast when you live, life goes faaaar

I used to need time when i rhyme
But now i just slide
I used to need a ride when i ride
But now i just slide

Niggas acting like they know me but if we were CO-D’s
You wouldn’t even care if i lied
Niggas acting like they know me but if were CO-D’s
You wouldn’t even care if i died

Uh, its a madness
Mans walking round ends like a campus
I got too many hoes, from my head to my toes
Gotta plot a new route like an atlas
Gotta plot a new road like an A-Z
Why the pain always chasing me
I waited for my time so patiently now I’m sipping Nuvo wit a blasian on my heated seats
It's a easy life
Rolling through the East slow it's a sleazy night
If you see me in the skreets then be polite
If not we got suttin' that’ll greet you right
That's the street code
Force override fear and the streets cold
That's the truth of the game since ye’ old
Got a likkle suttin in your pocket? then stay low