Dave - Hangman lyrics

It's santan
ST, look

I see a lot of man
Let their jealousy creep in
Watch who you eat with
The girls that you sleep with
Watch who you talk with, walk with
Speak with the first to the motives
And last to the meetings
Huh, all I know is how to work bruv
Start off as a worker and that's
Just how it works bruv
When I was tryna work niggas
Never tried to turn up
But when it's time to turn
Up everybody turns up
And I don't know what I was thinking
With the tweets about the searches
But when Harry got murdered
Man was so emotional tryna find solutions
I had some good intentions but I
Guess I couldn't word them
The life's so funny
I got a message saying that
The streets don't love me
The streets don't love you
If you died today they wouldn't
Donate to your fucking GoFundMe
A lot of man hate me, but man can't touch me
That's why I gotta chuckle, I'm a Poet
No Chuckie my mummy tryna wake me up
For college in the morning
Is the only time a human on
This earth has ever rushed me
Pshh, boy it's true
I tell them yutes that skunk
Weed is gonna poison you
All you wanna do is go and
Score a point or two
It's ironic everybody's got a point to prove
When we were young we never
Listened to them older man
How you beefing man if you
Don't even know the man?
Before you poke a man you
Man wanna expose a man
All for some Instagram clout
On Exposing Gangs
So what's gangster then? 'Cause I don't
Really know if I'm honest
When we were young we had
Dreams of being bosses
Ballers, doctors, lawyers in an office
So how did that turn into
Dropping out of college
Snaps in a prison cell, bodies in a coffin
London is cursed, this city's got a problem
My bro ain't got a bird he got an ostrich
A fucking life sentence
So don't talk about experience
I say what I want and that's period
My team serious
I still got a squad full of lifers
From Dovegate to ISIS, freedom is priceless
And I see a lot of man tryna draw me out
I feel the tension in the
Air when I walk around
But would you rather be the
Person talking or the
Person doing all the things
That people talk about?
Scratch that, I ain't with the backchat
My mum calls me David, girls call me Santan
And fam
I don't give a fuck if you're a badman
You madman
The only guy I'm dodging is the tax man
They say that fame is a game
And it's true 'cause if
You say the wrong word then
Everybody wants to hang man
Ask Serge about the times that I had man
I brought the fam together like when
Tommy got the black hand
And if you got a good girl
You need to keep her close
And let her in, because the difference is
When things hit the fan
They're gonna disappear
All them sidechicks, and all them mistresses
All your broskis and your affiliates
And all the man that you were
Standing in the pictures with
They ain't visiting 'cause they ain't
Got a thing to give i'm a hypocrite
But that line between stopping
It and living it
I'm sitting in the thick of it
You would think I told my boys
To come party in South
'Cause this year I said we
Need to touch Bigga Fish
Too many yutes are dying and I'm sick of it