(The Elements)
Yo
I got PTSD, I don't need sympathy
I'm industry but I'm still in the street
My young boy got life and that young boy there died (One)
And neither side screamed, "Victory!"
Them niggas can't gather the heart to go ride (no)
So they sneak dissin' on me
Throw my heart on the line, they don't feel it like me
It was sweatboxes, fuck I can never re-re (turn)
You want bringers from me but weren't visitin' me (turn, turn)
You know what I'm like, two wrong don't make rights (turn, turn)
So I still did it for free (did it for free, yeah)
Countin' this money ain't bringin' me peace, yeah
See me countin' this money
Make me feel relieved (turn)
Armed jakes and I pray
I'm goin' straight to the station
I come off vacation
I need a vacation (turn, turn)
Somebody's hatin', is it gang unit?
Or did I just piss off probation again?
I got beef in the streets
I can't get nicked at my shavers again (suh-suh-suh-suh-suh)
I just caught a next case
Them lawyer fees I gotta pay them again
Somebody got shot
And it wasn't by Callum
They say there's postcode wars
Now there's wars on the postcode
Don't know how
I'm still lured to the pavement (turn, turn, ayy)
See a opp boy go from hero to zero
And didn't get praised for his braveness
Bought hope to the trench
They don't wanna hope for the Dawn, no never (One)
I got PTSD, I don't need sympathy
I'm industry but I'm still in the street
My young boy got life and that young boy there died (One)
And neither side screamed, "Victory!"
Them niggas can't gather the heart to go ride (no)
So they sneak dissin' on me
Throw my heart on the line
They don't feel it like me
It was sweatboxes
Fuck I can never re-re (turn)
You want bringers from me
But weren't visitin' me (turn, turn)
You know what I'm like
Two wrong don't make rights (turn, turn)
So I still did it for free (did it for free)
Countin' this money
Ain't bringin' me peace, yeah
See me countin' this money
Make me feel relieved (One)
I put that Q on top of the two-pack
And made changes (turn up, turn up)
I was married to the T-house
Before them rose and talkin' stages (told me turn, ayy)
Free little bro
We ain't spoke in ages (turn, turn, told me turn)
Have one of the G's come home
Then the next one goes
Oh no, it's comin' like Usher
Tradin' places (suh-suh-suh-suh-suh)
If I got heart
Chop it from the court staff (one)
He thought he got caught with the corner
I'm out in the safe house or the transporter
Denzel Washington, Jason Statham (turn, turn)
The bros dem won't let me glide no more
Can't have a superstar
Out in Layton (turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up)
Skeng in the hands, got a opp and I shaved him (suh)
Live and twist
I got PTSD, I don't need sympathy
I'm industry but I'm still in the street
My young boy got life and that young boy there died (One)
And neither side screamed, "Victory!"
Them niggas can't gather the heart to go ride (no)
So they sneak dissin' on me
Throw my heart on the line, they don't feel it like me
It was sweatboxes, fuck I can never re-re (turn)
You want bringers from me but weren't visitin' me (turn, turn)
You know what I'm like, two wrong don't make rights (turn, turn)
So I still did it for free (did it for free, yeah)
Countin' this money ain't bringin' me peace, yeah
See me countin' this money, make me feel relieved (One)
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