P Money, Whiney - Buss The Red lyrics

They say they want my life until
They seen my life was mad
My first thing was aunties friend when I
Think back my life was mad
I lost a lot and made it back
I found connects I made a pact
Driving up and down the M way
Thanking God we made it back
When it comes to earning bags
There's no discriminating fam
I serve the whites, I serve the
Blacks, I serve the sket, i serve the wags
I serve the balls like tennis man
I never spoke but thеy said thanks
They never knеw me but they told their
Party friends they know a chap

Round about 19 my mum weren't
Making more than me i bought the fridge
I bought a bed I filled
The yard with plasma screens


She found my wraps of coke and Maj
I told her lies it wasn't me
But they're the things you can't unsee
I didn't know if she
Believed Especially when I started buying
Showroom whips at 23
I saw the feds and they saw P
I got the word they're on to me
Cause, I was bait as they can be
Cause, I was really in the streets
I hid my face it got to the point
Like what's the point they know it's me
I heard the sirens stop my car
Like what do you want
They pulled me twice a day it was long
Man's asking questions what have you got
Like I'm gonna tell them I've got class A
B and C man what do you want
They dragged me up and searched my car
To this day I think they took my watch
Everyday I went through this
I'm feeling away don't like the pigs
I was hyping up and talking shit
While handcuffed they caught me in the ribs
But, I never stopped i kept on going
They asked my girlfriend how'd you know him
I could see where this was going
Dodging charges they keep throwing

This is what it's like when you're
A product of your ends
You hear different tones and different
Voices in your head
Paranoia kicks in got me thinking he's a fed
Got me asking why you keep
Repeating what I said?
When I was 17 I used to run and hop the fence
Now I'm driving cars I bust a
Right then bust a left
Bust another one watching the
Mirrors got to check
Even though I'm far ahead I hear
Fuck it buss the red

This is what it's like when you're
A product of your ends
You hear different tones and different
Voices in your head
Paranoia kicks in got me thinking he's a fed
Got me asking why you keep
Repeating what I said?
When I was 17 I used to run and hop the fence
Now I'm driving cars I bust a
Right then bust a left
Bust another one watching the
Mirrors got to check
Even though I'm far ahead I hear
Fuck it buss the red buss the red
Buss the red buss the red

Needed a break I was hiding in the raves
I used to go there every weekend
All the bouncers knew my face
I had the Prada's, had the chains
I had their girlfriends on my case
I never drank but they would say
So much funny such a babe
I can't lie man I was trouble
Had their boyfriends acting jealous
They weren't heavy they get peppered
Just a bunch of storytellers Doubled with
Some main bredda's, g double O D fellas
From the streets until the top these
Family ties cannot be severed

This is what it's like when you're
A product of your ends
You hear different tones and different
Voices in your head
Paranoia kicks in got me thinking he's a fed
Got me asking why you keep
Repeating what I said?
When I was 17 I used too
Run and hop the fence
Now I'm driving cars I bust a
Right then bust a left
Bust another one watching the
Mirrors got to check
Even though I'm far ahead I hear
Fuck it buss the red