Theresa May

[Intro]
[?] tagging up stones can't wait 'til I cross this border
I'm breaking slabs, came from a stolen phone and a quarter
I've robbed and taxed so many that I can't answer a private caller

[Verse]
You ain't got raided in the trap, had to run for a part
Tripping over [?] cause he had to run for the dark
'Cause your lungs get weak and you start to wheeze
Overdrive your lungs and heart
Almost lost your life from a gun or a knife
Getting drawn from a pouch as you're watching time
If you don't draw out a gun or a knife
I swear to God you better run for your life
[?] you have two lines, told her one's for my weed and one's for my life
Little did she know that on that phone was a thousand cats for dark and light
You idiot (you idiot), you can't swing two ways on a tightrope
How you gonna open up your eyes with your mind closed
Better off tryna find light for a blind folk
I can't take back what I've committed
It's written in the stone like hieroglyphics
I swear she complained 'bout the life I'm living
'Til she heard my ring-tones three times a minute
Yeah I took that ten rack loss on the chin but I'll make it back from the [?] supply
I made my T-house pump so much you would've thought I put lungs inside
T-house flamed so I swapped rotation
I was in O so I missed probation
Three man counting twenty grand, lost five racks from a bad location
I said touch pen not Biro, bun that bridge 'cause I don't write statements
If you live then you must die [?], best go sit in your cell with patience
Fuck that snitch, loose lips sink ships, rudeboy I ain't that dumb
I've been through shit, robbed me two three bricks
Look at the man I've become
Now with blacked out tools got backed out
Told bro back down, things got blacked out
Bring a pack out then it gets whacked out
Tell her don't bring no whores to the traphouse
See I got two hands and a candle thinking out loud how I'm gonna prevent this
'Cause I'm chilling in a house with so much dark you would've thought I cut the electrics
Do you find it weird how one's my race the other's another complexion
'Cause I'm sitting in a house with Theresa May you would've thought that I won the election
See I got two hands and a candle thinking out loud how I'm gonna prevent this
'Cause I'm chilling in a house with so much dark you woulda thought that I cut the electrics
Do you find it weird how one's my race the other's another complexion
'Cause I'm sitting in a house with Theresa May you woulda thought that I won the election
All I need is gloves, a mask, a tight durag or a bally
I'm tryna leave that scene white chalk, the scoreboard just got added a tally
All I need is gloves, a mask, a tight durag or a bally
I'm tryna leave that scene white chalk, the scoreboard just got added a tally

[Outro]
Theresa
May