JME - Real On Road lyrics

[Hook: Big H] I was real on road Had to k** for the code Can't talk about all the stuff I sold Empty the clip quick then reload I was real on road Had to k** for the code Can't talk about all the stuff I sold Empty the clip quick then reload [Verse 1: Big H] Mum didn't love me, Dad weren't there What could I do but pick up the gear? Can't tell me cos I don't wanna hear You got an issue, life ain't fair Mum didn't love me, Dad weren't there What could I do but pick up the gear? Can't tell me cos I don't wanna hear You got an issue, life ain't fair Can't chief me, nah that's not possible Punch in the eye, that looks horrible 18 shots make your clothes all colourful Can't school me nah I'm not gullible Check out the team Me and Prez T that's N18 And I got family in Winson Green Spray up the place and don't get seen [Hook: Big H] I was real on road Had to k** for the code Can't talk about all the stuff I sold Empty the clip quick then reload I was real on road Had to k** for the code Can't talk about all the stuff I sold Empty the clip quick then reload [Verse 2: President T] I done a raise, but I didn't raise up a gla** Now remember, tasers and masks That was the days of the past Fingers crossed, there's no snake in the gra** Forward, right and left Can you read and write, are you deaf? Check out my postcode, remember my gates Nobody bought me a drink at Yates Want to eat food, but I ain't calling for plates Just payed nine for a star one They better know I ain't calling for weights I suggest you start calling for mates I can't believe it, surely it's not fake I've got ties all over, even in the poorest parts of Kuwait [Hook: Big H] I was real on road Had to k** for the code Can't talk about all the stuff I sold Empty the clip quick then reload I was real on road Had to k** for the code Can't talk about all the stuff I sold Empty the clip quick then reload [Verse 3: Jme] Check one, check two Wanna rob me? Hold tight you Open the boot, wack man up Go home play Xbox, drink typhoon Bare wasteman wanna diss my tune Same wasteman wanna live in my shoes See me spitting bare deep bars on YouTube Now they wanna try too See you shaking, leaning left You look like you're taking crystal meth You don't smoke cigarettes, don't smoke bless But the room is baking from your breath Your shape up and fade is F Come like Jermaine from so so d**h I don't want to show no fake interest in your bullsh** music I am the best [Hook: Big H] I was real on road Had to k** for the code Can't talk about all the stuff I sold Empty the clip quick then reload I was real on road Had to k** for the code Can't talk about all the stuff I sold Empty the clip quick then reload