Time Will Tell

[Intro]
M1OnTheBeat

[Verse]
Five in the spinner, just left Gate
Going Tollgate or Freemay'
Man can't go Sahara for a steak
Man got domed like a wake and bake
That's some shit you can't escape
On my life you can't cross these gates
Man try run and still got slapped in the side of the face, what is that fate?
Us man are showerman and we're gorillas, might as well call us bathing apes
Only one mandem side that I rate, but he tried hide
When man was on a ride, so I lost all respect for his name
No more bells, so he couldn't get blazed
If I had no more bells, swear on my life I would have gun-bucked mans face
Jump out gang in my personal whip, oh shit, did the cameras clock my plate?
Nobody seen you in Beckton, let alone Blackwater or Woodgrange
Oi, I swear it was you that begged?
I swear it was you that you won't do that again?
Twins popped out of the blue, but didn't tell you that C1 jacked both of them
Come get man down for Grinner
'Cah its been like thirty weeks, still no one ain't see that spinner
You ain't come Gaza or Chadd Green, something told you don't like Bryson Tiller
Northside of Newham run shit round here
Anything 6, 16 get lit up
But you already know it gets lit
Nobody dropped their crisps
Plus CBs always post, so you would've got dipped
You man ain't taking risks, actually you're taking risks
The only risk that you're taking is shooting and chasing innocent kids
How can you live with that shit?
Some sickening shit, ridiculous shit
Young boys had man running on the wing, got man doing up laps
You ran from the guy that slapped your bredrin
That's why AB punched up Trapz
When you got caught, you said sorry
Man lost respect and shit, I bet you regret that shit
You was on a ward, your uncle looked all depressed and shit
Looking at their mates like "Who's gonna get taken next?" and shit
Man gets splashed in a shop, bossmans using his mop, jailhouse ting mans swinging a sock
And they tried and said they got a MAC, but they come round with the dots
Hashtag wheres your MAC, it didn't go ride when pop, if he heard you been on ropes
Now all of a sudden you man are on volts, oi look
You sell good stories, go write a book
Summer '17 was ours, summer '18 be ready
If man hold that mash, mans legs start moving heavy
If man got jeans on it could be around my belt
Us round don't need no help, I cut that dot down myself
Dot-dots, and handtings hit man up clean
Waps overpowering man, they can't handle machines
Sending out white, in the meantime man's smashing out B
If man gets round your block with the mashy mandachine
Bulldogs straps with Rhino teeth
Nobody feel safe in the Gaza, even when they come round five cars deep
Zombie will watch that convoy
Tell me why it looks like seperate Veets?
Feds won't let a man breath
And they made errors, let along see
We're the most hated, go and ask Wiz
Turn up Newham 700 degrees, the wap ain't handle don't see
Man just filed that mash right down and bang it off in the sticks
Now I'm tryna get man down, so I might just bang that off in the 6
If the job's incomplete, take it to the 16th
All these 6 man do is just hide
So I might ghost like one of these neeks
Actually its angering me
All you hear is bang, bang, bang, bang its mash and repeat
Yes man hop out of moving whips
It's all erratic when we shoot them sticks, free Scramz
He was on a skengman ting, he got 20 and ting, he really tried to remove mans wig
Don't watch the moods mans in, don't watch the mood mans in
My car got towed, it was ments, and that was the maddest night
And I didn't even want that back but I got it 'cause it had a wap inside
I get a drop on them man at 8:45 then suttin's getting slapped at 9
Fifteen minutes is all it takes, you don't wanna turn pack, my guy

[Outro]
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