Potter Payper - Intro (Training Day) lyrics

[Potter Payper - Intro Training Day lyrics]

Them tears burn like shells G
Fresh up off of jail V
Did my bird, one and ain't nobody helped me
Lifestyle scary like Mel B
I weren't made in Chelsea essex boy, certi
Push white, sell B
Cocaine grammer like Kelsey
I'll stop trapping when Hell freeze
Even though I'm trying I know I ain't
What my girl needs dreams of being wealthy
Dreams of not struggling
Trap spot, coke pots bubbling
Class A conspiracy, lifestyle Tripoli
Turn a friend ex-friend cah he took liberties
Saw Nanny on the visit's
Said my daughters were the spit of me
I don't know my daughters and it sickens me
Years in the jailhouse, YOI's touring
Man that I grew up with
They ain't even send the score in
Fresh home now and I've been
At it since morning don's Mum's mourning
I've been Hell's Kitchen like Gordon
I don't know them man
They've all got agendas
Fakes and pretenders, beat off the entrance
Remand me, I don't mind but I
Won't do another sentence
Fuck that, not guilty, come home smiling
I'll be up in Snaresbrook
Court for a trialling
And now I'm hotter than nine
O's in a chordey
Real G shit so only real G's endorse me
Potter keep a white girl Khloe, Kim, Kourtney
Lifestyle gory, sick say I'm poorly
Mad man Morley
Grown man shit like a donny in his fourties
Know I keep a bad bitch
By nature I be naughty hP saucy
Potter buy a pudding like Georgie Porgie
Talking all that talk darg
Don't you know that talk's cheap?
Potter, I be in the trap, fully in it
Balls deep next summer I might splash
A couple Pauls Street
Potter got time like Maltese, heroin sales
Teacher told me that I'd be dead or in jail
But, I'm in it till I win it then I'm outie
Gossip, I ain't in it, tell em allow me
Smoking on some loud haze
Blind till the cloud fade out
Feeling bad boy, Mike Lowrey
Thinks he's Tony Stark and he
Ain't even Robert Downey
Talking all that iron, fam you're lying
Don't you know that people really dying?
Bruddas intent to supplying
Old school, I used to run riot
Man told me I'm the best and
I just think they're being biased
Drink it till it's finished
Smoke it till I'm tired eyes looking triad
Chilling with Mohamed Al-Fayed
Everybody raps but they ain't
Rapping like I am
Cah Potter plays a different
Sorta game all together
Me, I've got that cheese up in my spliff
That mozzarella i done found my era
You ain't nothing but an error
Get a couple views and think you're clever
However you ain't buss a gun in your life
Not never
Never had to run for your life, not never
Glass slipper, walking while you're talking
Cinderella
I was banging man and getting ben' up
I was in the dock, looking ten up
Anyone can go but I can
Never set my friend up
Living how I'm living
I was in and out of prison
You was probably chilling
I know a couple fuckboys wishing
I was still in
Mixtape done, onto the next one
Shit, we're about to make a killing
Team winning, #TeamBillIt, #Don'tSpillIt

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