ArrDee - Pandemic Lyrics

Same old cycle
This be the local pandemic (ha)
Kids out there sellin' (ha)
He ain't got a clue what he's in for (ha)
He wanted a bit more (ha), huh

The kid's stuck in the same old cycle
Pebblin', this be the local pandemic
He broke and he grew up in OT
He's tryna be like the kids that they're sellin'
He ain't got a clue what he's in for
Good yute but he just wanted a bit more
There's no risk in it
Convincin' himself no one gets nicked in his town
But, the kid's stuck in the same old cycle
Pebblin', this be the local pandemic ('demic)
He broke and he grew up in OT
He's tryna be like the kids that they're sellin' (sellin')
He ain't got a clue what he's in for
Good yute but he just wanted a bit more (more)
There's no risk in it (nah)
Convincin' himself no one gets nicked in his town

Good child, that's what he used to be (mad)
He's not used to the life introduced to him (nah)
But he wants cash, knows how to move a bit
Grabbed a Q, made it turn into two, now he's feelin' like a boss (uh)
His schoolmates all feels the kicks he rocks (uh)
He pulls girls 'cause they think it's fit he shots (ha)
Ignores mum, once he leaves the crib, he's off (gone)
He ain't thinkin' 'bout doin' her proud (nah)
He thinkin' 'bout food in the house (ha)
Or hidin' the food in his mouth
And as his line grew, it got wild (wild)
He drippin' and steppin' in style
But dippin' and cheffin' man down as he got a bit older (ah)
'Cause the game is the game and there ain't no respawn, just game over (game over)
He gets the train over
Yeah, he grew up in OT but he knows his ting, he's got his own plug
Grab the food from London, then go, cuz
Link up with other man movin' their own grub, learnin' (learnin')
But he's losin' the person that he used to be while he's servin' (ah)
Started sippin' on codeine, poppin' prescription
Even his girl now feels like a victim
Way too in love, feels like she can't ditch him

The kid's stuck in the same old cycle
Pebblin', this be the local pandemic (pandemic)
He broke and he grew up in OT
He's tryna be like the kids that they're sellin' (sellin')
He ain't got a clue what he's in for
Good yute but he just wanted a bit more
There's no risk in it
Convincin' himself no one gets nicked in his town
But, the kid's stuck in the same old cycle
Pebblin', this be the local pandemic ('demic)
He broke and he grew up in OT
He's tryna be like the kids that they're sellin' (like them)
He ain't got a clue what he's in for
Good yute but he just wanted a bit more
There's no risk in it
Convincin' himself no one gets nicked in his town (nah)

The weight on his shoulders got heavier
Just like the re-up, now he ain't a peddler (shh)
He's shottin' it bait like it's regular
Spottin' the feds but his head was too breaded up (dumb)
He just caught a cheffin'
So anyone meddled his cellular, he had to wet him up (wet him up)
The blood had his belly spun, he ain't 'bout violent crime
Just the silent type from his county line town
There ain't no knife crime 'round here
But the guys that he's met are about it
And he's been watchin' how they go about it
He couldn't help it, he wasn't thinkin' (ah, man)
Now he can't do shit but think about it
On remand, just him, his thoughts, and his cellmate (hmm)
He ain't bad so he's thinkin' to snitch but that's it if he did
So the kid's in a stalemate
A whole year's gone by, he still ain't been birded
Plus, I missed out the juvenile ones that he served
That's part of the game, what he heard in the whirlwind (whirlwind, what he heard)
But the feeling's different when you don't know the verdict
Just a kid from country, he was never this person
Now he got two mothers hurtin'

The kid's stuck in the same old cycle
Pebblin', this be the local pandemic ('demic)
He broke and he grew up in OT
He's tryna be like the kids that they're sellin' (OT)
He ain't got a clue what he's in for
Good yute but he just wanted a bit more (more)
There's no risk in it
Convincin' himself no one gets nicked in his town, but
The kid's stuck in the same old cycle
Pebblin', this be the local pandemic
He broke and he grew up in OT
He's tryna be like the kids that they're sellin' (dead)
He ain't got a clue what he's in for
Good yute but he just wanted a bit more (shh)
There's no risk in it
Convincin' himself no one gets nicked in his town (bait)