Far Lyrics

[Verse]
Didn't lapse, up north in the Moorlands
Five hours on a sweaty, that's exhaustion
All cah I'll touch a man's organ
I'll put it in her p*ssy like homemade abortion
Alhamdulilah, my akh fresh from Iraq
Said he got the dirty for the low, no extortion
Keys like Ice City, keys like Morgan
I used to send out a hundred texts every morning
I spilled ketchup before I ever started saucing
My Auntie said "don't you find this lifestyle boring?"
But ain't nuttin boring about slapping and boring
Rapping and trapping, now I'm touring
But I'm banged up, I ain't performing
I don't know why I find this life so alluring
My Grandad was a alky, nuttin couldn't cure him
Probably why I just piss Henny, not urine
If you don't ride for the love, don't force him
Tracky cause I'm trappy, not Valorin, Christian Dior-ing
I just gave my Nan five racks from the wing
Five bills on my kicks like money ain't a thing
White boy, skinhead, no fade, no trim
I'd like to give thanks to this razor and cling
And this Pyrex bowl and the work I put in
Probably kicked off your door, started searching for things
Strip search with the SWAT, that's personal things
So degrading, I call it growth, you say I'm changing
But having no money never changed him
Becah man makes the money, it don't make him
So don't be mistaken, when I took the food and never paid him
I had mouths to feed and I had rent that needed paying
Man tried to kill me, I've seen shots ricocheting
I don't fear death, I miss my dargs, I'm just saying
How come when I hit the can I start praying?
Astagfirullah, I just need a wife and a lay-in
Cah I'm still road running, young scooter on
And these bricks keep coming, life goes on And these rappers keep fronting, he raps it, I've done it
f*ck a runner, I run it up
They never gave a shit when I was coming up
Now she gives me hard head, she's a stubborn f*ck
How you fat and your ribs and your stomach touch?
I was starving, why'd you think I stuck him up?
I said I was starving, why'd you think I stuck him up?
f*ck a runner, I run it up
They never gave a shit when I was coming up
Now she gives me hard head, she's a stubborn f*ck
How you fat and your ribs and your stomach touch?
Look I was sick of being white trash, broke and always poor
Gangster to my core and I've done seen it all before
Treat a junkie like a bestie, that's called building a rapport
I'm riding through the city, middle finger to the law
Smoking California draw till my eyes look Singapore
Bitches used to - now I give them dick galore
And how they taking whores places that they can't afford?
I don't take her nowhere, I just dick her when I'm bored
Put the money in the bag, that's what I call a bag secured
They'd leave your brains on the floor for that half box of raw
Smoking flavours in my cell, and I never sprayed the law
Feeling like the cure, I know I could be a better man
And that boy should've dropped but the Beretta jammed
Never mind, bricks on bricks like it's Legoland
Middle of the winter, you could get a tan
He had too much heart and he's dead cah he never ran
Gripping on this hammer with my sweaty hands
Like God save my soul, I had to get my own
I've been snaked by my friends and had to let that go
Cah that's what got me the bird, I know
Go guilty for the third, I know
Put your heart in every verse, I know
Put my heart in every verse, they know
That's what got me - I know

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