PS #HSQ - Cradle To The Grave
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Lyrics:
Conversation about my nieces & kids with my brother in law
Like what you think a nigga hustling for & im still ducking the law
They thinking that I got my foot in the door
But I’m a steppa got my feet in the streets I let it beat on repeat
They keep telling me I’m mean on a beat
I let it beat out the jeep I know they ain’t been in the streets
I got the glee by my feet it’s in a ruck sack
Who’s that what’s that shoot when you clock that
2 hands on the 9 just a quarter to bun that
What a life you don’t want that it’s long akh
My brother got life for the wrong pack
& I apologise for the times they hit mums gaff looking for me
I call Lisa before hand I’m booking the T
Put smack down & with the raw I just cook up a 3
I heard they’re looking for me like who’s Rico
I stick to the g code interview room I don’t speak
All the shit that I do I think I’m just looking for me
I heard they’re looking for me while I’m just looking for peace
I’m just dying to live atleast before I end up deceased
But I’m by the edge of the sea
Or in the passy on the edge of my seat it’s like the edge of a cliff I burn the end of my
spliff
Reminiscing how’d it end up like this I remember £2 I’m getting chicken & chips maroon
blazer
Before I saw a taser the jakes pointed at my chest
Pain ripping out my chest HSQ written on my chest
I don’t get bail when I request I just hit induction & I gcheck
I been that
Cradle to the grave & I mean that
Jail kat I mean A, B and C cat
I had man smoking berice with a tea bag
Clean heart I pray salah on my kneecaps
Authubillah mina shaytaan regim back to the regime
Sometimes I day dream about freedom
Sometime I day dream about ex’s & next shit
Why the feds tryna link me to texts
Got me on the yard blowing weed where the fence is
I just get remand cause of previous offences
I wanna be a star cause I been in the trenches
I wanna make it far Allah give me direction
I be tryna reflect staring at my reflection
Thinking bout my redemption thoughts of my demise
I got a million questions like what’s it like when you die
Is that the end of my sentence or the end of the line
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