Joe Grind - How We Started lyrics

[Intro] n***as hating on our come-up Joey, Hollow, Kyze, Gunna This a banger, wait till summer Turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up [Verse 1: Joe Grind] I moved one up, on the road getting those funds up I remember shotting that ganja, when [?] was spitting that thunder I had a Nokia, took that from a punter He owed me paper, about a oner I was chilling with the man dem, we never gave one f** I was still getting girls then, bussing my one nut Who'd have thought of putting them guns up? f**ed around, we would get [?] I remember [?] but nowadays dem man bump us [Hook: Tiny Boost] Look how we started Nothing, look how we started Look how we started It's nothing to get sh** started [Verse 2: Giggs] Hollowman take it back, slippery started I'm talking about putting on cla**ics, I might put on these Martens [?] and then put in his garden n***a weren't eating right, just look who's starving Remember that XR2, been pushing that [?] Been wanting to see that show, now look at me charging Remember that lazy [?], all that pushing and barging Never got pissy at parties, couldn't have tooken advantage Back to back, I went back to pot, then went back to crack again Then man went broke and went back to coke and then rapped some raps again Clapped a strap and then clapped a MAC and then clapped a MAC again Then smashed the rap, out the fire and struck the match again [Hook] [Verse 3: Kyze] Way back before I ever spat a verse, I had a buss hammer and a half a mersh Back then I moved half-cursed, I had a rudeboy bop that was half-rehearsed I was in and out them foster homes, this town, that town, I was on my own Back then I was half a tramp, foster mum robbed me like "son, you skanked" I bounced back like half a champ, got myself a little pro and the hardest shank Jumped on a little garage ting, had a flow that could blow like kerosene If I applied a little fire and sprayed that truth, I ain't never been a liar Little devil started swimming in the fire, on a little level but back then it seemed higher Speedy Brown in full effect, I ain't explained things fully yet I was marching my food on the move, I weren't a goon or a bully yet Skip a couple years or something's the story, had to buck it on the f**er like the nutter before me Cause I know where my heart is, and I know where I started [Hook](x2) [Verse 4] Compare these n***as to hoes, these scary n***as my bros Hood n***a, used to keep every tag on all my clothes Crazy mosh shirt, crazy mosh jeans Hit the phone box to ring my hot beans Olders had that greazy walk where their bu*t leans Walked in a couple olders' steps till I got fiends Showed respect to the n***as that I learnt from But still robbed a couple n***as that I earnt from From the days when n***as getting rushed In the ends that they weren't from Now the hood is a rat trap, make a p**y n***a get a cat nap Young n***as saying brap brap, now them say n***as make the MAC clap