Pound Cake (Remix)

I'm coming roar like a lions lungs
I'm from where niggas stoop low for the higher funds
My niggas have been partying and buying guns
No wonder I've been having nightmares of dying young
My ends are full of broke dads and crying mums
Traphouse full house of coke bags and drying skunk
A couple niggas got gassed off the fire food
But they couldn't take the heat, what the fire brung
Free Bryn cah the judge gave him plenty of time
Without a nigga like you the whole ends will be dry
Fuck it though, there's a chance I'll be joining you soon
Cause I just caught a charge for intents of supply
I ain't trying to go to pen, not even spending a night
Picture me writing bars in the prison cell
Restricted by the bars in the prison cell
Shout out Brummie and Pebz cah they're living well
I'm trying to live like that
And flip my stack
But hate's infatuated cause the shit guys chat
I got stress coming in from every fucking angle
I'm just trying to fuck pussy and spit my tracks
SCUMFAM empire got a house full of hard tracks
We're just trying to pay council and car tax
You know when I realised I party too much?
When I became friends with the bouncers and bar staff
R.I.P Trav he died in that car crash
I told the lads don't cry maybe God needs him
I know your son was showing love at your funeral
Hundreds of niggas blacked out like a mob meeting
R.I.P Depz plenty of fans cried
Cah we clashed some think that I'm a bad guy
We was never enemies so I'm just showing my respect
Your legend lives on, even though your body flat-lined
Hang tight my brother T, AK's brother
Dun know my brotherly loves the same for ya
I'm a big lad, I be balling in the bakery
When it gets right, dun know I got cake for ya
Listen what a man has to say
My niggas carry nuff hurt, black bags full of pain
Shout out [?] I know he's got it bottled to the brim
He ain't been the same nigga since his Dad passed away
Fam I feel you, we're brothers of the same struggle
Different personalities but from the same hustle
You was fucking with the white girls, Katy Perry
I was trying to build a brand like my names Russell
Shout out the par killers who were raving in the corner
Nowadays man are following our own path
Now Tempz is ready waiting on a baby lickle daughter
[?] has got a son so congratulations are in order