Rule of Two

[Verse 1: Dave]
Streatham Common, running from the one time
I can't be late when it's crunch time
Man talk about my life, but I love mine
It's better a punch line than a cunch line
You see, tryna find a shot that's a tough grind
You spot one by spot one on the front line
When the race gets tekky, I've got to run mine
That's the story on road and my love life
You've got the young Gs pressuring the older kids
You ever felt like somebody's gotta go for this?
Feds follow me and my associates
I gotta take a hard left, we're the Soviets
I never waited for a bring in or the lottery
I wanted to make moves, but it's fucked 'cah the worker in me always seems to argue with the boss in me
Nobody made change sticking to the policy
Nobody's speaking for the youth, and it bothers me
They said I'd either do crime or be a rapper, I managed to do both, so I'm a self fulfilling prophecy
I'd told bae: "You're Penelope of my odyssey"
Rolex Daytona with the white face
Man trapping get a duty soliciter then wonder how they end up getting birded for a light case
There's a lot of niggas fitting in a tight space
It's Jimmy Conway not Jimmy Fallon
I seen man peak young like Lily Allen
We had to do it, then act like it didn't happen
Nowadays, it's pics or it didn't happen
South London's the home of the trigger action
Long shanks, I'm a brave heart
I think, therefore I am, it's like Descartes
Then war something, it's gotta burn like napalm
Youngs Tef' gave me the call of duty
But I couldn't picture times like this when I would rock a fake Jacob and save up for Forreduci
People wanna use me, don't wanna lose me
Different place
Girls say I'm a different person any given day
How you talking on my name with that little wage
They threw shade on my borough before the Insta' page
It's got me fighting myself
Half my guys in the cell, they denied any bail
It was time for a ridin', I was riding as well
I'm Lord Petyr Baelish, I've got knights in the Vale

[Verse 2: Youngs Tefflon]
I'm outside where its deadly, and I ain't singing medleys
Top floor views, tryna figure where my head be
Supreme box logo
And I ain't at the marches, but this ain't my first rodeo
Better than your favourite rappers now, when I used to spend my profit on polo
Before the 'rona came, it was high key on the low low
Box cutters for the packages that coming through the door
Send a memo to the tugs, is you coming to the war?
'Cah the weaponry select never left the shelf
The feds can't protect us, so we protect ourselves
Why I'm rapping 'bout pain they ain't never felt
It's trapping early in the morning with Vanessa Feltz
My brothers do lunch in Amiri Denim
While I'm waking up from dreams seeing fairies in them
You said I ain't top five, had a big laugh
And rappin' weren't the only way I had six paths
Having visions of the future seeing cocked machines
And now we in the future, we got 'nuff machines
When I was making classics, they was watching beans
Had the submarine, now I ain't ever seen a submarine
Used to dream of big houses with a swimming pool
MJ and Scarface posters in the living room
But we got to teach the kids about the principles
Hoody, gloves and mask like Victor Doom
Love the handle on the spinners 'cos it grip rubber
But never touched another man because of skin colour
How we treat these women bad, and they still love us?
Got to do better, so they can heal for us
And every other day, she tells me I'm so talented
But my life's upside, I gotta balance it
Getting money now, I hardly check my balances
And shoutout to my manager becah he managing
Late night, say a prayer while the candle lit
But this Balenciaga Paris made me arrogant
She came 'round, wrapped up like she Arabic
Might seduce her to some Usher, can you handle it?
My juvy still a teen, wanna cop a range
We ain't never own a thing, I say this not the way
Local opps tryna drill me from a block away
Saw it before it happened, felt like Doctor Strange
And right now, I'm holding business with Santan
And I ain't talking 'bout loans or a bank scam
I'll gobble up a contract like I'm Pac-Man
Something like track and field, how the cash ran

[Verse 3: Youngs Teflon & Dave]
Used to break down squares playing Xbox
My last verse probably paid for my next watch
'Cah the rap game remind me of the crack game
I walk into a cypher like it's a pet shop
My niggas in a sin bin, he got sent off
And went off for the team that's the end of
Rain, hail, sleet for a ten shot
Einstein, we were working for a dead prof'
I got both 'cos I'm indecisive
But I been around teeth like gingivitis
They gon' remember trilly, like they did the titans
Running through the bramble like that nigga Titus
And we ain't washed up, but we clean good
Before sticks, we kept the mase like Greenwood
I know the man are asking, but the team's good
My niggas ballers off the drugs, they didn't need snus
And we good, you know the guns and the butter
But I ain't want much, I give the funds to my mother
True to the oath, for if I'ma bring it to my grave
We in a different grade, this is Jimmy and Dave