Now you can't even go outside to see your own friends
More time when you go outside theres just roadmen
Codes for the blocks and certain gangs claim they own them
But if your not the right one its peak on your soul then
I ain't trying to act hype
I'm just trying to say niggas search around the ends if they see you hold there gang sign
Thats right living in the hood side, a hood life
Thats right now tell me if they really give a shh right
Wait Glitch just step back
I was back in school when they told me that he got stabbed
And I was back in school when they told me that he got popped
And I was back in school when they told me that he got dropped
I need to calm down
Its jekyll and hyde
I got two different sides on my life and these prejudice guys
And thats cause they know that I'm on it text cc and said i'm back on it
But now it's got us speeding through tracks like sonic
Spicy something not nandos more scotch bonnet
Now I want to see profit in my life I seen too many losses
I repeat I seen too many losses
Cause look
It's pressure
So much pressure
After sitting in a class full a lectures surrounded by fakes
Now can you talk real not the same my tracks on my worse days are yours on your best days
Tick tock tick tock tick tock tick tock
Kinda hard when time is running all your brick stocks
Quick shock
Quick stock
Feds hit the stick spot
Move rocks
Move blocks
Before the man clocks
Your time is ticking tick tock tick
Ay Jeff hurry up come get your whip
We're coming down to wet every man inside your crib
Have all your man dripping but there ain't no bib
This is the life that you man want to live
Where a simple phone call has your body looking like a sieve
Honeycomb chest shots mummy's home best not
Make her cry her eyes out for her bad breed sons not
Running out your nose
Now this little youths scared
Hopping over walls with his little teeth bared
As he gets held down its the deepest of stares
As he descends to a place which all of us call fear
Look
Back to pen time
Mans got a couple friends like
A 9 to 1 ratio
I can tell all my friends type
That 90 percent brought me down like an enzyme
Like mucus they stop me from making a pen rhyme
Back to basics when I couldn't even hold my pen right
No one held me up I guess I had to hold myself right
Surrounded by some racists er you couldn't even tell right
They laughing how my granny got whipped on her leg why
They wanna start beef they got beef we had a messed fight
Curt got touched Ahmed jumped like a jet flight
When he touched the floor his fist connected with a left eye
On my mums life after that came my red side
I felt like hwoarang high kicks and them leg swipes
Two two weaves like I'm Steve now its bed time
They talk about money that there are blowing on there kicks
And mine is spent on staying on my grind I invest mine
Tick tock tick tock tick tock tick tock
Kinda hard when time is running all your brick stocks
Quick shock
Quick stock
Feds hit the stick spot
Move rocks
Move blocks
Before the man clocks
Your time is ticking tick tock tick
Ay Jeff hurry up come get your whip
We're coming down to wet every man inside your crib
Have all your man dripping but there ain't no bib
Oi - Story Time (feat. Glitch251) Lyrics
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Now you can't even go outside to see your own friends
More time when you go outside theres just roadmen
Codes for the blocks and certain gangs claim they own them
But if your not the right one its peak on your soul then
I ain't trying to act hype
I'm just trying to say niggas search around the ends if they see you hold there gang sign
Thats right living in the hood side, a hood life
Thats right now tell me if they really give a shh right
Wait Glitch just step back
I was back in school when they told me that he got stabbed
And I was back in school when they told me that he got popped
And I was back in school when they told me that he got dropped
I need to calm down
Its jekyll and hyde
I got two different sides on my life and these prejudice guys
And thats cause they know that I'm on it text cc and said i'm back on it
But now it's got us speeding through tracks like sonic
Spicy something not nandos more scotch bonnet
Now I want to see profit in my life I seen too many losses
I repeat I seen too many losses
Cause look
It's pressure
So much pressure
After sitting in a class full a lectures surrounded by fakes
Now can you talk real not the same my tracks on my worse days are yours on your best days
Tick tock tick tock tick tock tick tock
Kinda hard when time is running all your brick stocks
Quick shock
Quick stock
Feds hit the stick spot
Move rocks
Move blocks
Before the man clocks
Your time is ticking tick tock tick
Ay Jeff hurry up come get your whip
We're coming down to wet every man inside your crib
Have all your man dripping but there ain't no bib
This is the life that you man want to live
Where a simple phone call has your body looking like a sieve
Honeycomb chest shots mummy's home best not
Make her cry her eyes out for her bad breed sons not
Running out your nose
Now this little youths scared
Hopping over walls with his little teeth bared
As he gets held down its the deepest of stares
As he descends to a place which all of us call fear
Look
Back to pen time
Mans got a couple friends like
A 9 to 1 ratio
I can tell all my friends type
That 90 percent brought me down like an enzyme
Like mucus they stop me from making a pen rhyme
Back to basics when I couldn't even hold my pen right
No one held me up I guess I had to hold myself right
Surrounded by some racists er you couldn't even tell right
They laughing how my granny got whipped on her leg why
They wanna start beef they got beef we had a messed fight
Curt got touched Ahmed jumped like a jet flight
When he touched the floor his fist connected with a left eye
On my mums life after that came my red side
I felt like hwoarang high kicks and them leg swipes
Two two weaves like I'm Steve now its bed time
They talk about money that there are blowing on there kicks
And mine is spent on staying on my grind I invest mine
Tick tock tick tock tick tock tick tock
Kinda hard when time is running all your brick stocks
Quick shock
Quick stock
Feds hit the stick spot
Move rocks
Move blocks
Before the man clocks
Your time is ticking tick tock tick
Ay Jeff hurry up come get your whip
We're coming down to wet every man inside your crib
Have all your man dripping but there ain't no bib
More time when you go outside theres just roadmen
Codes for the blocks and certain gangs claim they own them
But if your not the right one its peak on your soul then
I ain't trying to act hype
I'm just trying to say niggas search around the ends if they see you hold there gang sign
Thats right living in the hood side, a hood life
Thats right now tell me if they really give a shh right
Wait Glitch just step back
I was back in school when they told me that he got stabbed
And I was back in school when they told me that he got popped
And I was back in school when they told me that he got dropped
I need to calm down
Its jekyll and hyde
I got two different sides on my life and these prejudice guys
And thats cause they know that I'm on it text cc and said i'm back on it
But now it's got us speeding through tracks like sonic
Spicy something not nandos more scotch bonnet
Now I want to see profit in my life I seen too many losses
I repeat I seen too many losses
Cause look
It's pressure
So much pressure
After sitting in a class full a lectures surrounded by fakes
Now can you talk real not the same my tracks on my worse days are yours on your best days
Tick tock tick tock tick tock tick tock
Kinda hard when time is running all your brick stocks
Quick shock
Quick stock
Feds hit the stick spot
Move rocks
Move blocks
Before the man clocks
Your time is ticking tick tock tick
Ay Jeff hurry up come get your whip
We're coming down to wet every man inside your crib
Have all your man dripping but there ain't no bib
This is the life that you man want to live
Where a simple phone call has your body looking like a sieve
Honeycomb chest shots mummy's home best not
Make her cry her eyes out for her bad breed sons not
Running out your nose
Now this little youths scared
Hopping over walls with his little teeth bared
As he gets held down its the deepest of stares
As he descends to a place which all of us call fear
Look
Back to pen time
Mans got a couple friends like
A 9 to 1 ratio
I can tell all my friends type
That 90 percent brought me down like an enzyme
Like mucus they stop me from making a pen rhyme
Back to basics when I couldn't even hold my pen right
No one held me up I guess I had to hold myself right
Surrounded by some racists er you couldn't even tell right
They laughing how my granny got whipped on her leg why
They wanna start beef they got beef we had a messed fight
Curt got touched Ahmed jumped like a jet flight
When he touched the floor his fist connected with a left eye
On my mums life after that came my red side
I felt like hwoarang high kicks and them leg swipes
Two two weaves like I'm Steve now its bed time
They talk about money that there are blowing on there kicks
And mine is spent on staying on my grind I invest mine
Tick tock tick tock tick tock tick tock
Kinda hard when time is running all your brick stocks
Quick shock
Quick stock
Feds hit the stick spot
Move rocks
Move blocks
Before the man clocks
Your time is ticking tick tock tick
Ay Jeff hurry up come get your whip
We're coming down to wet every man inside your crib
Have all your man dripping but there ain't no bib
Writer: Qumar Frederick, Reece Morrison
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid