Potter Payper - Hear You lyrics

I grew up on basic
I ain't have no fucking Sky box
Now I see it all like
I'm in the fucking SkyBox
I'm riding round my city like the
Huntsman on his white horse
I get back to the trap like I
Came from the future it's survival
I fear God and not reprisals
My bro's locked down and killing parcels
To this lifestyle we so partial
I smoke this weed, I drink this drink
I think I'm Marshall
Start talking about my marj or how
My dad was a mirage
No violins, I'm pulling strings like guitars
I'm blowing up like Hamas
Jakes wanna lock me on some Shmurda shit
Where you been if you ain't heard of him?
Cause I've been living in this world of sin
Just know the struggle's real
Shit I'm tryna turn this pain
Into a couple mill
My peers living out my worst fears
Prison got them man there stuck on still
These cunt Old Bill
Still tell your mum you love her still
But the sun don't shine 'til
Her son comes home
Shame the streets the only love he knows
Like some man I know, got me reminiscing
Twenty-twenty vision
I can see him in the distance
I came up in the noughties
Richmond and my Rizlas
Always been a misfit, wishing on a big bit
Consistent and persistent man
That's just good business
Murder, no witness
When I throw my dice I roll sixes
Broke rapper on some rich shit
Blowing ammi with a thick bitch
Drink it straight, nah we don't mix this
When I roll I throw sixes
Broke rapper on some shit
Blowing ammi with a thick bitch
Drink it straight, nah we don't mix this
Shit I've gotta stay off these roads
These sessions
They aid my progression in bulk
I can't see through this smoke
These beats just evoke these emotions
These streets give me hope
My back's on these ropes if
I stand here alone
Then I stand with my heart
Guess there's G's in my soul
They made me broke the mould
Caught a case, I never told
Shit there ain't enough years in this
World to make me fold
Pass my plate and my bowl
I treat this place like my home
Cause when I'm home I just roam
For a face on the note
See all their hating is jokes
Cause at times I hate me the most
Give me cake, let me ghost
Give me space, let me ghost
Get my foot through the door
Cause when it rains man it pours out here
Grew up poor round here
Where everybody got the same cry
But no one cares life as we know it 'til I
Took history and rewrote it
Both eyes on who you keep closest
Cah the same man you chill and you smoke with
They could have you in the
Ville with the roaches
Shit I thought you had my back though
How you Donnie Brasco? You a rodent
Now a million soshes is what
My bruddas gotta cope with
That's a million soshes what my
Bruddas gotta cope with
A million soshes, a million soshes