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fire in the booth - potter payper lyrics

[part i]

[verse 1]
i remember nights i used to serve ounce
school days, my workouts was worked out
crack in the veccy, dipping rallis case they swerve round
and man will stab in your back quick as you turn round
sh*t, i ain’t gotta front, i lived it firsthand
i’ve been about that cash money till they bird man
and i ain’t snitching, pointing fingers, hurry up and take me
i’ll take that bird all on my chest like a spurs fan
on that dappy, no regrets unless it hurts nan
put that on my mother’s, i was out there with them colours
me, my sisters and my cousins all in nanny’s, raiding cupboards
i was different from the others
if i’m keeping it one hundred then we started off as runnеrs
older bruddas tryna son us
me and mandem doing numbеrs in the trap
plus i’m looking for a stomach i can yak
like how the f*ck i’m gonna rap?
so i’m flying ot and i don’t know when i’ll be back
sh*t, them packs got banked and calls got blanked
and when my darg got shanked, we coulda rid a hundred times
like i did a hundred times but i know about life
and i know some lifers, they don’t know about life
block work clockwork, come once, they come twice
point point, be precise, in my tracky and my nikes
yeah, i remember nights when i was bunning up in mike’s
weren’t no studios and mics, just syringes and some pipes
yeah, i remember nights when i was kipping in my motor
parcel full of mocha and the other one the coca
chip all on my shoulder, so much heart, i’ll be a donor
but it’s bleeding like leona
for that boy’s mum and all that ‘caine that i done sold her
[verse 2]
they said we was devils, they ain’t lived in h*ll
i just bought the first couple and it flipped itself
ot living, tryna make a k!lling
i had that hotline ringing, tony just copped a six and twelve
got my dargy on the landing living rich in jail
and my cousin just landed, doing bits as well
g, what you know about prison and you miss your girl?
and man will do you like the kid kane did penel
living on a premise, k!ll ’em, that’s a promise
i’m just being honest, man, i’m sick of doing porridge
tryna find some solace, give my youngers h*lla knowledge
’cause i was living horrid, no branch, no olive
just block work, big machine on me like boris
pedal bike, phone ringing, clockwork orange
see, me and a lot of rappers really ain’t got sh*t in common
from young, i’ve been a wrong’un
and i’m still on the road g, i’d be broke if i wasn’t
and i ain’t with forgiving
bet i ain’t forgotten blud, that living johnny rotten
potter, i’m a problem
married to the road, suttin old, suttin new, suttin blue, suttin borrowed
old friends, new money, she love me ’cause i’m chubby
blue face in that dole, he got ’em preeing man all funny
running through these ‘caine o’s, i’m feeling like i’m sully
they want me in the court for my sport, andy murray
flying down freemay with my homeboy muni, live my life in the gully
i can’t lie, i hate the fact that my nan still worries
but you raised a good man so try not to let it stress you
nuttin that i couldn’t get through, ben drew, my manor’s ill
i’m from where they stab and k!ll
probably never meant to k!ll you though if they was being real
rapping what i see and feel and you’re a coward, ian beale
so how the f*ck you seeing phil?
and kemzi said he’s trapping so it’s outta me and trill
said i’m out here and it’s trill
man i ain’t tryna see the ville but i got spots in the ville
and some raps and some deals, i’m so business minded
g, if you don’t mind your business then your business my ish
but anything can happen, word to ellie g
i’m tryna eat and that means feast and that’s by any means
man, i was running through them drums, i’m talking aggy b’s
ot for weeks, had me living off of maccy d’s
i never really understood what made my daddy leave
till i grew up and i clocked my mum was mad as me
sh*t, everybody raps about they’re wrapping b
you ain’t hard, you a fraud on a catchy beat
me, brad and eesh, blowing on some danny weed
now my plug love me, nine*fifty for the banging b
i got the fiends going scatty
i could never be a goody, i know way too many baddies
shout my brudda *, long time that brudda had me
good when i’m in brum g and i’m good when i’m in manny
couple man in tocky like sadiq and brudda akhi
certain man ain’t got a scooby, they don’t wanna see me scr*ppy
still i’m ess*x boy certi, romford, i’m in basy
stony on my tracky and i stink of f*cking harry
probably the ammy, proper import
potter ain’t the slim sort, rallis want me in court

- potter payper lyrics

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