Last of the trill
Im the last of the real
Man i double dare you try me
Cah i actually will
These f**boys proper got me flabbergasted
Just got halfs until i barged up like fabregas did
Tatted like a mexican
Wordplays excellent
Dropped out man they got more sides than a hexagon
Them man are snakes
I call them fools pythons
No gas only time im running's when its sirens
OG's will vouch for me
Got 2 goons on standby
Waiting with the whistle in the pouch for me
Fire like an ounce of each
More like a box of both
Came a long way from me and little itchy robbing phones
Last time i, man i hit him in his arm and leg
Mom says im hard in head
Clothes cost arms and legs
Welcome to brum slums
Bare scar faces, ox's
Boston george, bare son sons
2nd verse
Last of a dying breed
Got b**hes dying to breed
They want me be the baby daddy like the life i lead
They see the cars and the clothes
They think its hunkydory
I dont need to blow my trumpet cuz she does it for me
You know im real man
I bring the road to MP3
They want me banged up in a cell
Dont wanna let me speak
Greasier than vaseline
'bout to blow like gasoline
Bad b**h with me
Shaking ends like a tamberine
Im like simon man, she does whatever star says
I ain't french she bout to blow me like a car chase
And shes been doing this since half 8
I said half 8
Looking at my rolley like its rah late
Trill n'gga
This life is real fitnah
Dont ever say my name on track
Cah i will get ya
Trapper, rapper
Been a kidnapper
This the lions den
Then i mustafa