Izzie Gibbs - Spitfire Part 3 (JDZmedia) lyrics

They can't act like said they never heard of me Bro, my cuz' said I need that urgently He's like cool, but whats the urgency, I told him I need my stat licking Hercules So he drop me them purple trees Out there on the early ste's I gotta work on me Trust me I lurk on streets f** the feds who wanna burn my G's f** the [?] I be shutting down hella' party's [?] I got a show so I enter calmly Im gonna blow no pressure [?] Cah' im bawsy wit' it Yea, they think they know me init' Tell me, was I sober when I wrote these lyrics You go and k** yourself just to hold these digits [?] Im too busy just sipping on elixir I got suttin' if they're really into mix up Mums vexed that I didn't read the scripture I told her, im just tryna' flip this mixture Doing sh** that I didn't even picture Ah man, sh** I need to fix up Or im gonna get myself nicked bruv' And I dont wanna do jail I dont wanna have to sleep in no cell I shut down shows turn up in hotels We do dirt and then dont tell We mash work and they phone help [?] Coming from the dark I know the roads well Cuz' drop me grub and then blow scales, ay Yea, ive been trapping so much I ain't seen my mum for the whole week I got feds on my nuts cus' I got a baitface and its full of gold teeth Young bull, young bull, young bull, still move like im an OG I could have a bali on face and they still think that they know me Sipping on the lean first time you meet me you think I dont speak Ay, and its oh so green THC just this and no Codeine Too much swag, guess I get this from my uncle Dean You must be mad I'll kick down the opp like say im Cung Lee Well, you see my life well, its mostly f**ed, ive been snaked in the past, now I can't notice love My heart I just closed it shut Why the f** would I open up I was sh** back then, now I got a load of buzz Young bull, young bull im still grown and stuff I got a booking [?] out, man I step in the show wit' tugs' You know what it is when we coming [?] Give it to [?] now hes running Told him by the end of the week you best run it I dont wanna hear no rubbish If I get stopped by the feds with a pack, ill tell them that its luggage Since they picked me ive been thuggish Keep it from the dirt just know where mud is If its worth it then im involved Doing ten toes on the pavement like a Flintstone [?] Speaking to a white cat [?] Got me wishing that I had a life Where I never did road Still bag it up and break it Bag it up and make flips Rude boy, I was out there on a grave shift Cus' im gonna get my mum a house thats gated Yea, ive been trapping so much, I ain't seen my mum for the whole week I got feds on my nuts cus I got a baitface and its full of f**ing grills, alla' dat'