Rimey - Intro Lyrics

RB, Rimey Bianco or Robin Banks
Came up off CCs not Zs, still get Cali weed in vacuum packs
'Nuff lessons I learnt from these streets
Trust me, never discuss cheese with rats
Or bread with a bird, 'cos her heads gonna turn and you'll be left with no stack
All over a slag, I'm speaking facts
Like Rimey's the realist
If you're real you'll relate, yeah you'll feel it
I can tell them man about the brokest times, shit clothes & mould on ceilings
And the boilers broke so it's freezing, gotta sleep in a coat no heating
All now don't believe I lost bro, hearts cold, smoke Os just to help with the grieving
Cos it's DBs World till I touch that dirt
Ding dong whips clutch down and skrt
Them dead scammers all needed me
Bitcoin gets Re'd and I cop that work
F life really threw couple Ls like Durk
Bounced back 300 times I'm good
Can't tell me about taking risks
I was like one six sweet talking clerks
Still none of these plugs try show love
So I don't owe nothing to no one
15 I got bumped by some olders
By 16 I was bumping my holders
Probably listening thinking that's so f*cked
I had the weight of the world on my shoulders
Like I ain't in love with this road stuff
Squares in this Ford I just gotta stay focused
Like they ain't on jobs that's end of
Don't know why they pretend cuz
Probably still dishing out 10 shots
How you gonna chat about F dons
I got a red card mans sent off
Santans bang and we get gwop
These neeks make methods all get hot
Now everyone gets a dead chop
Still it's calm
Said I'm like dynamo with them cards
Like watch how I make me paper from all the plastics up in my palm
Lord knows I coulda been a trader from all the crypto that I done saw
And pigs grabbed me with a razor, that was a close shave with the law
'Cos my lifestyles scatty
Young days clicked to my own addy
They bang one job get happy
I've ran Santans since they was Abbey
Really robbed me banks no bally
In and out like a ghost real snappy
They don't want beef them boy patties
And I still got deets to get round in a cabbie