NIC (feat. Tiggs Da Author)

(Zino Records)

You see the stars in the Wraith will make your gyallie misbehave

It's the way we like it

Yeah, I was in the trenches with my dogs (Dogs)

Now I'm with them **** in charge, ah

Now I'm with them **** in charge, ah

Uh

Life of a thug, I was on my way to school, found a nine bar of bud

I was only like ten years old

God knows what I was thinkin', I stashed it and didn't tell a soul, uh

After school I'm hangin' out on the street

Them times, pocket money, two pounds for some sweets (I ain't care about money then)

I lived right next to P's block

And everyone knows that was the local weed spot

Customers outside, fuck it, I'll approach them

I got what you need, fam

He said, "You must be jokin', you're a kid"

Then I sold him a eighth for a ten

That day I hit most the sales that came to the ends (Straight up)

Zino's little brother, so the block already knows me

Walkin' with my mum, got shots tryna approach me (Wrong person, big man)

Finished the pack, made my first rack

Told all the customers, "It's a one-off, I don't trap"

You see the stars in the Wraith will make your gyallie misbehave

It's the way we like it

Yeah, I was in the trenches with my dogs (Dogs)

Now I'm with them **** in charge, ah

Now I'm with them **** in charge, ah

Uh

Thirteen, I got kicked out of school (Out here)

My mum's at work, I'm on the strip with the fools (Gang, gang)

So I copped seven grams, turn it to a OZ

It wasn't that hard 'cause the sales already know me (They remember me)

Now I'm 'bout to get my P up

But Zino and Jazz found out and they robbed my re-up

They said I was too young to shop

But Zino went jail, the olders used to bad me up

But I was on the block

Now I'm fourteen, I got all these P's around me

Tryna cop bricks, olders had a meeting 'bout me

Then Mum got me in a new school

But my phones blowin', I don't wanna be here, I'm too cool (Man's a big man)

Three months later, got kicked out for trappin'

Mum's gonna fuck me up, how could I let this happen?

But fuck it, I'm trappin'

I was in my school uniform when I copped my first bustdown in Hatton

You see the stars in the Wraith will make your gyallie misbehave

It's the way we like it

Yeah, I was in the trenches with my dogs (Dogs)

Now I'm with them **** in charge, ah

Now I'm with them **** in charge, ah (Uh)

Twenty-one, I ran the strip like a company (I did)

I had over a hundred employees under me (It's documented)

Had my **** Lunez movin' pious (Uh)

He ain't touch nothin', he just had to supervise (Yeah, yeah)

White boy he was like the floor manager

Ten bricks a day, all underneath the camera (If I'm lyin', I'm dyin')

**** can't fuck with the money team

I send my **** Buns and Pebs, that's the muscle team

Even though I ran the hood, we got bare olders (Yeah)

But me and Jazz was the only shareholders

Now they talk about me like, "He's a G"

My life's comin' like The Wire season three

Know how much smokers got their first deeze from me?

Know how much trap stars got their first keys from me? Uh

Now I supply half the country with these packs

I ain't a rapper, I'm a drug dealer that raps (Drug dealer that raps)

Now I'm with them **** in charge, ah