A-a-artillery
A-a-artillery
A-a-artillery
So it's hard to get rid of me
Niggas say that I'm a marked man but they ain't marking me physically
I'm a pace setter so I'm starting it instantly
A-a-are you kidding me
Yo I was shorter than a pickney
English class
Day dreaming in the clouds
Thinking bout the bigger me
Miss my dargs Cavelle Mudia
We was as thick as thieves
In the ends you're scrutinised
Cos round here it's do or die
Police was touching on me
Arms looking like i'm crucified
Wishing to myself that I was from an ends that's neutralised
But I still love my life
East the home of London pride
Picture me rolling in a blue Jeep
Picture me rolling in a lambo with two seats
Picture me rolling round with bare sheep like Bo Peep
That shit ain't real to me
I'd rather be on lonelys
Bare looks
Dem gyal jus wanna know me
I'm banging oldies out my sister's phone g
I'm at the table
Counting up my Play-Doh
And bro
I really need a bad b like Shaybo
I'm quick with venom
Better tell 'em
Bro I'm known to dead 'em
My father's weapon in my flesh and in my family denim
Within a second see 'em stepping
Bro lemme ask this question
Will you let hip-hop die January the 2nd?
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A-a-artillery
A-a-artillery
A-a-artillery
So it's hard to get rid of me
Niggas say that I'm a marked man but they ain't marking me physically
I'm a pace setter so I'm starting it instantly
A-a-are you kidding me
Yo I was shorter than a pickney
English class
Day dreaming in the clouds
Thinking bout the bigger me
Miss my dargs Cavelle Mudia
We was as thick as thieves
In the ends you're scrutinised
Cos round here it's do or die
Police was touching on me
Arms looking like i'm crucified
Wishing to myself that I was from an ends that's neutralised
But I still love my life
East the home of London pride
Picture me rolling in a blue Jeep
Picture me rolling in a lambo with two seats
Picture me rolling round with bare sheep like Bo Peep
That shit ain't real to me
I'd rather be on lonelys
Bare looks
Dem gyal jus wanna know me
I'm banging oldies out my sister's phone g
I'm at the table
Counting up my Play-Doh
And bro
I really need a bad b like Shaybo
I'm quick with venom
Better tell 'em
Bro I'm known to dead 'em
My father's weapon in my flesh and in my family denim
Within a second see 'em stepping
Bro lemme ask this question
Will you let hip-hop die January the 2nd?
A-a-artillery
A-a-artillery
So it's hard to get rid of me
Niggas say that I'm a marked man but they ain't marking me physically
I'm a pace setter so I'm starting it instantly
A-a-are you kidding me
Yo I was shorter than a pickney
English class
Day dreaming in the clouds
Thinking bout the bigger me
Miss my dargs Cavelle Mudia
We was as thick as thieves
In the ends you're scrutinised
Cos round here it's do or die
Police was touching on me
Arms looking like i'm crucified
Wishing to myself that I was from an ends that's neutralised
But I still love my life
East the home of London pride
Picture me rolling in a blue Jeep
Picture me rolling in a lambo with two seats
Picture me rolling round with bare sheep like Bo Peep
That shit ain't real to me
I'd rather be on lonelys
Bare looks
Dem gyal jus wanna know me
I'm banging oldies out my sister's phone g
I'm at the table
Counting up my Play-Doh
And bro
I really need a bad b like Shaybo
I'm quick with venom
Better tell 'em
Bro I'm known to dead 'em
My father's weapon in my flesh and in my family denim
Within a second see 'em stepping
Bro lemme ask this question
Will you let hip-hop die January the 2nd?
Writer: Jefferson Okoro, Anton Joseph
Copyright: Lyrics © Sentric Music
Copyright: Lyrics © Sentric Music