Cold Hearted World

Look

Bro, I used to beg my mum for shoes, now I got every colour Jordans

Fuck who did it first, it's 'bout endurance

Trench-foot for real, used to step till I'm exhausted

And when I made it crash, it weren't covered by insurance

I need a crib somewhere where the shore is

'Cause when the feds come, they tellin' stories

And that's when it gets awkward

'Cause the voice in my head said: "M, you should kill him"

But what's worse than living knowing that you turned informant?

And bro will vouch 'cause he saw me walk up and run back

Dump that

Should've heard him wail, he saw the humpback

I don't know why that ****'s talking like he's on that

Get over here

Select the Skorpion

Mortal Kombat

All you hear is "rah rah," can tell that we from Brum for real

She in this bitch sucking dick, she told you that she come to chill

Till you ate sleep for dinner you don't know how hunger feels

I grew in the zoo, me and Mini had to hunt our meals

And the worst part is that they don't wanna see me eat

I sent the shotty for a clean, it needed antihistamines

Gave bro a tray of sweets, that's fifty to be exact

Big darg on my block, they phone me when they need them waps

I hand 'em out

Remember when I used to wear hand-me-downs?

Things that I done, if it was back-a-day they'd hang me now

Before we knew 'bout Burberry, we would chill in Burberry

Lights out, we had to put electric on emergency

I need this money urgently

'Cause time ain't nobody's friend

We don't beat kids when they get older, we just body them

You see all them goofies that you know, I ain't one of them

She act surprised, like when did real become so uncommon then?

And if he's a joker, then don't that make you Harley Quinn?

****, this a gangster party, hence why you can't get in

Police raids, whose addresses do you think they're targetting?

330 like the school run, ain't seen him since they PAVA'd him

Bro, I used to par with him, eat with him, laugh with him

So when I got the news about Nas, I said "It can't be him"

I gotta tell them all the number plates of the cars we in

This blade's made for carpetters, but I ain't putting carpet in

Lenny gave me sweets, but they can't fit in

Busy tryna play my part, you was out partyin'

Bro ain't into pets, but you know he keep a dawg on him

Koala'd me, he's lyin', he's a rat, so I stay far from him

My Derby ting used to write me letters, send me CDs

G's up, till I freeze up, I make your G freeze

Her G-string got taken off by a real G

She's moving like me in the streets 'cause she knee-deep in quicksand

I made my little brother show me which man

Thinking back now, I'm so glad that the stick jammed

'Cause it was pointed at his forehead

I'ma give the world to porridge

I ain't perfect like Peter, more like Henry, I was Horrid

When Jürgen bought Sturridge I was in the field more than him

I slide tackled shh with my bora when I cornered him

That's yucky tales

Look how many summers I been stuck in jail

Took so many losses, nearly lost myself

They see me smile in pictures, even Iqra said I'm not myself

Mum said I'm lost in the noise, and I clocked myself

I seen him try to pull it out so quick I nearly shot myself

I turned down that deal for Skeng, my loyalty is not for sale

Price just went up, and the cost of bells

But it's free smoke, ironic that they call it free flow

The morning I got shipped out was the last time I seen Crill

I hope his mum knows that I got anything she needs, bro