Headie One, K-Trap - Intent lyrics

Everyday I take risks for paper
Bae said you gotta dumb it down cah the
Way that you live your life's too dangerous
My niggas love shooting and shaving
You wanna start problem making
Take a stroll with the dots
These battery bells will slap
And wake the neighbours
All this paper I gotta maintain
It, but it ain't easy, i gotta stay focused
Still getting drawn out by jokers
Idiots tryna provoke us old Vectra or Focus
Any will do man pull up with toasters
You ain't seen nothing self-reload and
Pop up like toasters, you can get toasted
Niggas wanna talk 'bout guns like 4
Years back I weren't copping some
These niggas wanna talk 'bout bread and their
Trapphone dead and they're probably bruck
Hear a nigga got done dirty
I ain't gonna lie it was probably us
I don't wanna burn this top
It's my favourite one
But I know that it's gotta be done
Just saw me a opp from the rear
The driver know that it's gotta get spun
All that wass on the track, see me live
These niggas just run
And the pigs start spinning that drum
All they found was spinners and pumps
All I ever hear is waps
Tell 'em boys go get it and come

I owe my plug, I gotta supply these digit's
Break bread with the niggas that I love
So I divide these figures
She fell in love with a drug dealer
Bad b come to the Niz for the d
Now she wanna go meet and liquor
And I ain't too proud of my previous
Cah I say intent to supply
But I didn't intend to supply
A nigga just had to invest and supply
My T-house needs this re right now but
I stall cah I'm letting it dry
You can't see me get smoked on my block
Let alone let it run twice

My line ring off for a week
And I've never been more depressed
When I rise I gotta send these texts and
Dodge this obbo I'm always on edge
This one time my line went dead and I
Thought to myself that I gotta do deals
I been hungry so I gotta do meals
Too much fakes I've gotta do real
Bad b come to the Niz for the d
Now she wanna eat lobster in Hills
How opps still throwing up deuces
This beef needs copper and steel
I'm running for the reloads in my boxers
I'm still pissed if this dinger gets wheeled
Summertime got the swammy concealed and I'm
Good with this bottle of
Posted up with my trackie and new shoes
Bro can't roll with me cah he too loose
Got old friends that I've got to shoot
Free Bradz that guy is a screwloose
Told them man they can't fuck with me and
Them fuckboys there I've got to choose
Don't get caught in the crossfire
Get round there in a bruck down Vauxhall
Looking like it just got hotwired
Pigs had me sat for a long time
Still tryna prove that I conspired
Exercise yard with the barbed wire
Intent to supply and they
Said I'm the supplier
Take this ting for a joke like Quagmire
Till I make this beat like Sapphire

I owe my plug, I gotta supply these digit's
Break bread with the niggas that I love
So I divide these figures
She fell in love with a drug dealer
Bad b come to the Niz for the d
Now she wanna go meet and liquor
And I ain't too proud of my previous
Cah I say intent to supply
But I didn't intend to supply
A nigga just had to invest and supply
My T-house needs this re right now but
I stall cah I'm letting it dry
You can't see me get smoked on my block
Let alone let it run twice