Mockingbird Freestlye [P110 1Take]

[Intro]
Fox, P110
Shout my Manchester bredrin's
London bredrin's, Liverpool bredrin's
Listen, look

[Verse 1]
I ain't no flockin' bird, you get shot and burned
Real g's know it's about who pulls it and pops it first
Sick of waiting on the connect to come through and drop a bird
So I went legit, I pray to god that that shit fucking works
See I'm a lion heart, my whole family knows that
I've been on road a full year, trust me that's a throwback
I could take you back in visions, that's jail cells and prisons
Visitation days the only thing to up my spirits, listen
I know it's been a while since people heard me rap
But I've been locked for time, now I feel like I owe it to my fans
Ayo I hear these people rapping about they trapping and they shooting
They can't make a tune without no violence in they music, I do this
But let me tell you about some shit I'm coping with
My fathers fighting cancer, he don't even know I know this shit
Every time I phone his crib he's acting like he's normal
But I notice this ain't normal and I'm feeling this shit for you
And when you hear me just tell me it's what your used to
I continue to make bars that are hard like I'm Medusa
The truth is if you show me love, I'm sure to show it back
But I don't feel most of these rappers 'cah it's fiction when they chat
Feel the need to sell a story for acceptance
How'd you think my mumzy felt in court when she seen me getting sentenced
Seventeen in court but still got sentenced to a seven
See her face on prison visits, man I swear this shits depressing, check it
I got major stresses I ain't told you 'bout, you get it?
But as the beat precedes to kick I feel to let you check it
I really feel to let you understand this life I'm living
The way my oldest brother had a crack and smack addiction
We tried to help him man, I swear we tried to help him
But he weren't trying to help himself so who are we to help him
Tried to make him go to rehab like Amy Winehouse
But he weren't tryna go but fuck it man I heard he's fine now
I got a girl that really loves me, well she say she does
But I ain't sure about that bitch, she probably made it up
See every time I'm waking up I'm having second thoughts
But the several thoughts I've had would probably stress me even more
So now I'm feeling even worse than I felt before
It's been a long three years that I was locked behind this door
My friend's all turned to dust, it's only family that support, real talk
When your backs against the wall, these people walk