Ace
J.C.
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Every day I overthink Stressing all the times I've bee broke with no food in the fridge Broke and skinny like a twig you can't fix With a real gap tooth, picky hair looking shit From the East London bits I'm not presidential I'm from the fucking slums Where the niggas don't love you Your girl f*ck your paigions That run up on you Shoot and gun you and dump you As you just fumble Newham ain't a joketing Niggas catch you slipping You wouldn't even run dude Get preyed like cats Catch you in the back roads Where niggas get violent Get stabbed for your nice clothes Niggas on some grease shit Causе they need to get some pees quick So deprived in the hood Their ain't no jobs or no believing Niggas be feeling like weaklings If they hit the belly, that means everybody's eating So bring your guns out cause this trigger I'll be squeezing It could be three man we will chop him up in pieces Take his drugs and his money and that ain't no secret And if he chat shit 'WE WILL CHOP HIM UP IN PIECES' And all his bedrins will be saying 'Rest in peace's' Yes I'm a badman There's no one that could have man This is my mentality, believe I will attack grans Mandem, low-key I wanna rob the police Do a mad drive-by tryna tape a whole scene! [Woo] This is the head space of a Newham boy living Most of them are so tapped, completely finished The hunger makes us suffer, they really wanna stab guys Real guys don't recognize We jack man and we jeopardize All his family and his mobbing' ties Reaching for your gun like your gonna strike We don't fight we bringing guns to this fight Make you leave tonight But I couldn't do that shit I had to grind so hard to move out ends real quick On some red pill shit that why I stay on the mental You wouldn't even know because I'm stressful I'm mean, I'm stressed more time I ain't thinking about sex Transitioned as a man to make my business boom lit I trademarked Worthysound, Worthy Clothing Even my stage name it's on paper Plus it's showing Every time I pray to God I just know that I'm chosen Smooth Figure, J'See in my mind I know I'm blowing I know the money will be showing Like the water I'm still rowing Gently down the stream man I will still be going On my own cause no one ain't got me and that's a fact And I ain't got niggas that say 'I got you man' Gotta boss up make moves Becoming a top man Showing yourself that you can do it without man I can never be a jank Never be a wot-less tramp Never be a f*ck-boy and Never be a bummy yout scam Never be a fucking wasteman From the East London Never be a bredding yout skank Never kneel down to any man Plus my own fucking Dad I always stand tall thank man God cause he's the only one That only loves man Yeah Worthysound Yeah I call this Ace Rest In Peace to my nigga Ailton Dunkno'
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