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One Foot In One Foot Out
SJ,
Slim
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Yo
They keep labelling me a rapper
I ain't no rapper
I'll tell you that * for free, man
I'm just a product of my environment, man
One foot in, one foot out
You just said you're gonna elevate out of fuckery, man
But it's still all waiting, naturally
Free my life, it's free my strikers
Get me
Don't hold a HMP
Keep the rapists, keep the snitches
We don't need them
That way
It's a party
They tried to label me a rapper
I don't know what that means
I never made it main stage
I never been in them scenes
You would've thought my life changed
A hundred million streams
But I'm still posted on the wing
Just surrounded by fiends
And I'm still posted in my soul
Razor blade in my jeans
And I ain't posting no girl
If she ain't only my queen
If I never went to jail
Would she hold him
Like a machine
People calling me insane
But I was stuck in my teens
Young and dumb
Immature
Not the one to provoke
Loaded skeng in a drawer
Another one in my coat
A load of blood on the floor
Cause I got poked in his throat
So now I pray my the wars
And hope my sins get revoked
Cause they be knocking at the door
To say my time soon come
If they let me out the gates
Would I still bust my gun
If they kept me in a cage
Would they stay or run
But there's one that won't change
That's why I love my mum
Cause I got big goals, ambitions
Planning all these damn missions
But I'm in a damn prison
Getting all these damn visions
Visible, I'm in a damn prison


Getting all these damn visions

Talking bout money and hoes
Got smokes on the wing
Chasing money from these damn kittens
Big goals, ambitions
Planning all these damn missions
But I'm in a damn prison
Getting all these damn visions
Visit all
Talking bout money and hoes
Got smokes on the wing
Chasing money from these damn kittens
I'm really outside
It ain't as real as it seems
Laid down in my cell
I had a million dreams
I ain't telling me a secret
I ain't spilling your beans
Try to do me for the
But I said it weren't me
I put my hat down low
When I'm cutting through the block
He got robbed
And he said it weren't nothing
But I said it wasn't me



But it was
I got young boys sitting up in jail
Just because
They stepped outside
And got gripped by the block
Life's just a question of time
Thirteen I built lines
No change
Cause the blind lead the blind
Police at my mum's door
Time after time
But that's part of the game
When you grind how I grind
Label me the lead
Role I know what it means
Sent runners to the shop
They were hitting my fiends
Went jail and got hench
I can't fit in my jeans
I put a tuner in my sock
And I hit him up clean
Big goals, ambitions
Planning all these damn missions
But I'm in a damn prison





Getting all these damn visions
Visit woo
Talking bout money and hoes
Got smokes on the wing
Chasing money from these damn kittens
Big goals, ambitions
Planning all these damn missions
But I'm in a damn prison
Getting all these damn visions
Visit woo
Talking bout money and hoes
Got smokes on the wing
Chasing money from these damn kittens
Get shot and get shot
Not a try
It got me hurting
Been dogs for a long, long time
Be首先
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SJ
Slim
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