End In The Streets

[Hook]
Who the fuck you think you're tryna test?
This could get mess, best get your bulletproof vest
Blud, who you think you're tryna push?
Like I'm gonna keep shush, you must think I'm a puss
Come now, who ya tryna be?
Tryna go on like you're heavy, tryna go on like you're deep
Nah, fuck it, this is beef
It started in the ends and it will end in the street

[Verse 1]
There's a bad boy out on the street that rolls deep
His best friend is his bucky, that's unlucky for some
Especially when he's always out on the prowl for fresh meat
Fresh peeps to run up to with his gun
Say "wah gwan my son, what's going on here?"
Who in the hell does that breh think he is over there?
Dropping off a choon ting in his passenger chair
I'll pull him round with his arrogant stare
That can't run, not while I breathe air
And he'll find that out before we let him leave here, leave here
Come 'round my manor beware, beware
Cause I'm bound to be around there somewhere, somewhere
The shoots loose, and so is troops dudes
With screws loose that'll do anything for the loot
Like get a bigger man moved
Or pull the trigger round you, thinking

[Hook]
Who the fuck you think you're tryna test?
This could get mess, best get your bulletproof vest
Blud, who you think you're tryna push?
Like I'm gonna keep shush, you must think I'm a puss
Come now, who ya tryna be?
Tryna go on like you're heavy, tryna go on like you're deep
Nah, fuck it, this is beef
It started in the ends and it will end in the street

[Verse 2]
The car window gets smashed and this man gets bashed
For acting flash, them man are on him like a rash for the cash
Out to take every ting but his gash
When the mash goes off and his leg makes blood splash
On the dashboard, that's raw, they left him with a smashed jaw
On top of bruking up his ride and popping guy, crash course
Dummy's what he's left like, shadow on his left eye
All because he flexed like he could fuck with next guys
Vexed guys that hex guys if they disrespect guys
If you ever want a man browned bred, check guys, set alight
Burn chichy man, get right, get right
Like when the crew get their set tight
These fucking bubbles should've known that trouble gets hype
On the double, there's a struggle then you get life, get life
If you're lucky then the buckey don't tek life, tek life
Make you just another dead Trife

[Hook]
Who the fuck you think you're tryna test?
This could get mess, best get your bulletproof vest
Blud, who you think you're tryna push?
Like I'm gonna keep shush, you must think I'm a puss
Come now, who ya tryna be?
Tryna go on like you're heavy, tryna go on like you're deep
Nah, fuck it, this is beef
It started in the ends and it will end in the street

[Verse 3]
Time to splurt, desert the crime scene
One's got the man's wallet, the other is time piece
But the white geez, the one with the piece
He almost left it on the street to get found by police
He's slipping blud
He just left a guy dripping, blood
It's lucky that he had his mitts and gloves
Else trust, they'll get him on his prints
And well you know what then, good job he thought to think
Before he acted, backed it, macked it
Went full-out and jacked it, smacked it, smashed it
Left the guy's ride looking like someone crashed it
Show the motherfucker what'll happen if you flash it
Cause these streets are infested with rudeboys, rudeboys
The type that run around and crew boys and do boys
Straight up, cut the fuck up and shoot boys
They're tryna act like they're true boys

[Hook]
Who the fuck you think you're tryna test?
This could get mess, best get your bulletproof vest
Blud, who you think you're tryna push?
Like I'm gonna keep shush, you must think I'm a puss
Come now, who ya tryna be?
Tryna go on like you're heavy, tryna go on like you're deep
Nah, fuck it, this is beef
It started in the ends and it will end in the street