Knock Door Run

Oh, yeah, got skin fade not a quiff

Oh, yeah, I could turn a mouth to a myth

Oh yeah, I could turn a box to spliff

Oh yeah, gonna need a doctor for this

Oh yeah, might get boxed in the lips

Oh yeah, might drop a box in the bits

Oh yeah, don't get lost in the bits, oh no

'Cause a man there's runnin' his ting, oh yeah

Ain't nothin' personal, fam, it's just what it is

Grew up on knock door run and bus robberies

Fam, it's just what it is

Always gettin' caught up in some hood politics

Fam, it's just what it is

They wanna come around here and tell us what it is

But you can't, it's just what it is

Yeah, I grew up on knock door run

Growin' up was a lot more fun

Yeah, you better be on the ball, are you dumb?

'Cause now when I knock your door I won't run

Yeah, I grew up on knock door run

Growin' up was a lot more fun

Yeah, you better be on the ball, or you done

'Cause now when I knock your door I won't run

Yeah, but I got a bottle of Henny and two catties

Man pulling up on Ducati's

Get big wheels, that's Bugatti's

Your team said you need new batteries

Yeah, man I can't deal with shit

Ask my baby mom, I can't do nappies

Tell them, don't go that way

'Cause you might get ate like two patties

Man's too active

In your city my tunes blastin'

Yeah, that's me blud, who's askin'?

One man deep like who's lackin'?

Got a rough squad like a new rapper

Drink vodka then I move savage

Ass so big when she walks that way

Looks like she got two batties

The Birmingham crew captain, oh yeah

We dustin' our pigs, fam, it's just what it is

Grew up on knock door run and bus robberies

Fam, it's just what it is

Always gettin' caught up in some hood politics

Fam, it's just what it is

They wanna come around here and tell us what it is

But you can't, it's just what it is

Yeah, I grew up on knock door run

Growin' up was a lot more fun

Yeah, you better be on the ball, are you dumb?

'Cause now when I knock your door I won't run

Yeah, I grew up on knock door run

Growin' up was a lot more fun

Yeah, you better be on the ball or you done

'Cause now when I knock your door I won't run

Run, run, run, run

There's a couple fake mandem I ain't heard of

Man get willed up, they get turned off

Y'all can't use me, blud, that's a turn off

Things get violent when I drink Smirnoff

Mad ting fucked up now I got to burn off

I'm the one they learn off

Yeah, but I ain't the one you can earn off, yeah

'Cause I murdered the rhythm and got a man slaughter

Man blew chase in a black Corsa

Told 5 0 they're not a problem

Man love blue lights, you can ask Jorja

Yeah, I'm in my prime now, transformer

Think's he's a bad man on these streets

Are you mad blud, I'll make him dance for you

Stay real, I'll take a chance for ya, oh yeah

We dust on our pigs, blud, it's just what it is

I grew up on knock door run and bus robberies

Fam, it's just what it is

Always gettin' caught up in some hood politics

Fam, it's just what it is

They wanna come around here and tell us what it is

Well, you can't, it's just what it is

Yeah, I grew up on knock door run

Growin' up was a lot more fun

Yeah, you better be on the ball, or you done

'Cause now when I knock your door I won't run

Yeah, I grew up on knock door run

Growin' up was a lot more fun

Yeah, you better be on the ball, or you done

'Cause now when I knock your door I won't run

Run, run, run, trust me