OFB, RV, Headie One - Behind Barz lyrics

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Tottenham

I'm a savage
Had a chance to kill RV but he panicked
Pulled out a burner on me
But he couldn't slap it
Either that 'ting was a rebore or I did magic
But right now everything tragic
My retaliation rate is rapid (One)
Anytime I get that drop
Step 'round there with that mop
Mum saw me leave my yard with my mask on
She asked when will it stop?
And I told her never
Out here applying that pressure
Real gun driller, no Trevor
Bag full of bells and
It's looking like treasure

Link for the AM on the east and I'm
On the way back with the Mitchells, no Peggy
(Peggy) 90 in the M's for the readdies
Invest in a speshy (Speshy)
Headie One trying to roll on
That land like Kelly
We was doing anything green get shelly
Still do it like I did it with Tug O War
(Shook) bad B come to the Niz for the D
We ain't gotta go Potters Bar
Two hands on a hefty, freeze
All I gotta do is lock my arms
We was 16 when we had the opp
Block looking like Tour de France
Assist bro like a through ball
I done it and I left no trace
That's why they think I do juju

Feds said I can't be with Headz
This is my freedom I'm risking
Big rambo or the flick 'ting
I don't take knives from the kitchen (One)
Tryna grab that yute I've been itching
Wet man's throat like he's drinking (Ay)
No immigration, I'll dip him
They love me in Tottenham like Chick King
44 long holds six in
Put tools in the ride and
Drive like something needs fixing
RV, I've never been a victim
Try run up on gang
What the fuck were they thinking? (One)
Shh beat corn out the whip and they
All blew on some Crip ting

Weighing up all these grams
And I ain't needing no ruler
Gone half a day in the T' and I'm
Feeling like could've brought the
Re back sooner all this nigga know is money
Port land doing drug deals and Jummah
How many times did I run up in cells and
Have to get man down with the tuna?
(Get him down) real gunners in my hood
I'll say that with my chest
That's without the Puma (Aye)
I can't have beef with these losers
I'm really out here needing new
Bells for this Luger
Them man need a computer they want me-
They want me in court again going
At it again with a prosecutor

Fuck all of my opps
Fam I can't wait till we link up
Shoot on your block with the Canon but
I never came there with Link Up
Don't involve my name with no mix-up
Pole on my waist, got my 'ting tucked
Have your mum putting flower by
Your grave while pouring
That liquor like she waved that drink up
Stepped in holding my burner
Looking like Statue of Liberty
Feds want this rapper in the bin
But I can't let them litter me
I get shit popping
When I was on the wing like Robben
Chef one yout' in his face
Now he's got a scar like Ribery

I'm really taking these risks
That's nothing but latex from my
Fingertips to my wrist
Think everything crisp 'til I'm running that
Down tryna give him this ching
Lean out the ride trying to spray man's head
Back like I just finished his trim
All those times I came to induction
I pray to the Lord I was bringing this wing
Still got my jail shank
That have been in the gym
And I can tell you about
The maddest of losses
I put all of my bread in the T'
And I had 70p in my pocket
My nose blocked, I'm coughing
I spent that last change there on lockets

Bruck down Vauxhall or Mazda
Bag full of shells, not pasta
All of this gun smoke
I think it's affecting my asthma
I got two of each cause the
Food was cheap like ASDA
I got keeping making these sales
I trap like my line's got cancer
Food's not dead like Whitney or Bobby
Got Kim K or Kanye West
You ain't take a loss when you been up Conny
Then you ain't had a hard days yet
Young G's in the ride with the shotty
They ain't even passed their test
Had all these opp boys keep running from me
It's a shame I ain't fast as 'dem

They said I'm stepping out
Farm that's nonsense
Headie One been on that block in
My sliders, Air Force, Air Max, jordans
Moretime Headie One gripping on spinners and
Dottys and autos and choppers
You can't afford to see man
In a bruck down Focus
My little nigga's got an
Obsession with pokings
Six man with their shanks out
Got the gang looking like Logan
These niggas know my head back good and
I can leave your head back open
Them man are snakes, man are cobras
Interview rooms like their singing
Along to Frozen

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