Regina

I tell my broski, "Stop foldin' them twenties over eighties"

This money's lookin' scatty, I just laugh 'cause he's crazy

But I can't complain 'cah more time, the grind pays we

Mummy raised me, she don't know I was pushin' daily

Feelin' like Meek Mills, somebody come and save me

That weight touched my shoulders

As soon as I touched eighteen

Could've took another path, but

Shit, I gotta blame me

Runnin' up that money 'cause it wasn't gonna chase me

Rap, we got talent, love, I'm flattered

Still-still got one foot in the madness

A million things that I need to make happen

We need more readies, we need more cannons

Can't lie, I love the music with a passion

But a guy like me can't stay away from badness

If I went uni, probably pushed the work on the campus

Music plus street, I'm still makin' it balance

You don't want this drama

You either blow, you dead or hit the wing like Raphinha

How you livin'? Do you clean up?

Or do you risk it all for peanuts?

My teacher said I wasn't gonna be much

Now I count twenty racks twice in tens

And fives with my feet up

Outside was blurry, couldn't see much

I still remember days, it was Rock V Batista

Now it's us against the opps and me V Regina

I swear down, l've been in the streets for ages

Been caught so much, I know legal phrases

Front road, side road, things was waitin'

Hit them on foot till my knees was achin'

I got a couple enemies that need erasin'

I know a couple murderers that beat the cases

Little young bucks with their teeth in braces

Squeezin' faces, feds got my G's in cages

And it don't sit right with me

How you still lit and get the O's for like nine fifty?

White boy with the wraps, see the irony

Blendin' in cunch

Bitches see me, get their nickers in a bunch

I grew up in Warren Hill, Ash field, Hunts

Years on my life to them Babylon cunts

Real life rap star stepped in the place

Drunk with my toast like bottomless brunch

You don't want this drama

You either blow, you dead or hit the wing like Raphinha

How you livin'? Do you clean up?

Or do you risk it all for peanuts?

My teacher said I wasn't gonna be much

Now I count twenty racks twice in tens

And fives with my feet up

Outside was blurry, couldn't see much

I still remember days, it was Rock V Batista

Now it's us against the opps and me V Regina