Intro

RB, Rimey Bianco or Robin Banks Came up off CCs not Zs, still get Cali weed in vacuum packs ‘Nuff lessons I learnt from these streets Trust me, never discuss cheese with rats Or bread with a bird, ‘cos her heads gonna turn and you’ll be left with no stack All over a slag, I’m speaking facts Like Rimey’s the realist If you’re real you’ll relate, yeah you’ll feel it I can tell them man about the brokest times, shit clothes & mould on ceilings And the boilers broke so it’s freezing, gotta sleep in a coat no heating All now don’t believe I lost bro, hearts cold, smoke Os just to help with the grieving Cos it’s DBs World till I touch that dirt Ding dong whips clutch down and skrt Them dead scammers all needed me Bitcoin gets Re’d and I cop that work F life really threw couple Ls like Durk Bounced back 300 times I’m good Can’t tell me about taking risks I was like one six sweet talking clerks Still none of these plugs try show love So I don’t owe nothing to no one 15 I got bumped by some olders By 16 I was bumping my holders Probably listening thinking that’s so fucked I had the weight of the world on my shoulders Like I ain’t in love with this road stuff Squares in this Ford I just gotta stay focused Like they ain’t on jobs that’s end of Don’t know why they pretend cuz Probably still dishing out 10 shots How you gonna chat about F dons I got a red card mans sent off Santans bang and we get gwop These neeks make methods all get hot Now everyone gets a dead chop Still it’s calm Said I’m like dynamo with them cards Like watch how I make me paper from all the plastics up in my palm Lord knows I coulda been a trader from all the crypto that I done saw And pigs grabbed me with a razor, that was a close shave with the law ‘Cos my lifestyles scatty Young days clicked to my own addy They bang one job get happy I’ve ran Santans since they was Abbey Really robbed me banks no bally In and out like a ghost real snappy They don’t want beef them boy patties And I still got deets to get round in a cabbie