No Squids

I speak for me, not no other avatar

I'm tryna smoke my tree and have a laugh

Comin' like twerk back season ina charts

How they wan shake batty for some calibre

I don't need fake love from no manager

I cannot lie, I don't rate these amateurs

I cannot ride, brudda, this a whole marathon

Can't turn backwards all for some passa, darg

I can't have things on me in the passenger

Cah I'm a big boss and a ambassador

Fam, I got flip-flops more than these manas cars worth

And that's big facts to a next rapper, darg

Guess I'm a old skool rapper

True don dada

Not no capper

On-sight scrapper

Always in mazza

Fuck all that, I'm a grown up brudda

When the lights go out but the fire remains

No more playing these violent games

I ain't gotta lie, my brudda, I'm ashamed

Of all of this hurt, this pain

This that wind beneath your sail when you can't maintain

That get-up-and-go-again

Don't let pressure control your brain

Don't just mess up and float away

In fact, come closer, a little closer, it's not a game

Gave them so much for my plate

Fucked my soul up along the way

Can't do road up, you gotta change

Since blue dabadeedabadi

**** tryna sabotage a brudda day

Prolly cah I found myself another lane

I ain't gotta manager, I got PAs

And we don't meet, we liaise

And you can't see me anyways

And you can't be me if you trained, huh

Innit though, really bro, gimme that

I'm leaving city to city tapped

Probably I need a bigger map

Cah I be looking like did all that, did all that, ay

All of these rappers all twerking on TikTok and Instagram, bro, I ain't wid all that

Unless same way you cut shapes in the rave

You dip-dip-dip a man's face, no brick or bat

And they call us violent monkeys

True, I know some violence junkies

In trouble wid Trident monthly

When the sound of violins comfy

You know you're in too deep

On the verge tryna silence some g

So to the life man dive in dunky

And when their face all lumpy

I bet they won't talk on me

How the fuck am I beefin' these 5'4" lil munchkins

Like it's not heavy weight on me

Like it's not every day on me

But I got a lil gelonade on me

And I will light it

They don't know what real life is

Like mine is

These times I'm tryna live a life of silence over a life of violence

Man, fuck a hype ting

So no more games, no squids

Cah dem man dere ain't got no quids

And us man here know what this is

Peace and quiet exists

When the lights go out but the fire remains

No more playing these violent games

I ain't gotta lie, my brudda, I'm ashamed

Of all of this hurt, this pain

This that wind beneath your sail when you can't maintain

That get-up-and-go-again

Don't let pressure control your brain

Don't just mess up and float away

In fact, come closer, a little closer, it's not a game

Gave them so much for my plate

Fucked my soul up along the way

Can't do road up, you gotta change

Since blue dabadeedabadi

**** tryna sabotage a brudda day

Prolly cah I found myself another lane

You see this fucked up life that I'm living in

Man just fucked up twice like an invalid

All cos I buss my 9 on a drillaleng

Cut my nose just to spite my head again

Could not care if there's nine or ten of them

Got no fear, but I got intelligence

Man act weird, ay, man's not feeling it

All this talking tough on the internet

Man's not into it

Man got intellect

Smoke my ciggarrette

Sign that bigger cheque

See through a bigger lens

Do my due dilligence

Fake like sillicone, sweet like cinnamon

Man got rid of them

Man's not feeling them

Man's not feeling it

See the smoke and mirrors and the sillouette

A broken figure tryna reinvent

I'm walking wid it till I see an end

While these dickheads talking like CNN

If these dickheads talking like it's me or them

Then I'm pinging man, no BBM

I beat the burner, then beat the m

I hit the kerb and then reoffend

I'm sick of hurting

I'm sick and tired

I just wanna feel like I'm me again

I just wanna feel my feet again

You can't walk in the shoes that my feet are in

Or even walk in the room that I'm meeting in

You're just there on the outside, peeping in

You talk to pork and your beef needs seasoning

You don't wanna meet me, you're on a vegan ting

You don't wanna see me on any evening

Why don't man just leave me be then?

Look, I just want peace and quiet

Sit in silence

Close my eyelids and breathe it in

I'm sick of violence

Sick of sirens

Sick and tired of the shit I'm in

Wind beneath my sail when I can't maintain

That get-up-and-go-again

Don't less pressure control my brain

Don't just mess up and float away

In fact, come closer, I'm on the road, darg, it's not a game

I got no love for this pain

Lost my road dargs along the way

Ever since Playboy an Ez died

Ever since Craig Smallz and Left died

I just been out 'ere on my life

Wid nuttin but rounds in my 9