Breaking Bad

(Sebzbeats, baby)

**** got one but he turned his back, he's mad, that's A&E to the block

Big man, you ain't ever made ten bags, you fag, don't check if I get a job

Gucci'd it right up in the spot, now I feel cheated, no China or rock

360, Febreze in my box, can't guess what, I made my Lyca pop

Check this, I hit the trap, got lost, I'm lost, Mum said, "Better make it back"

I don't know nothin' 'bout retail workin', servin', I put weight in the flats

Leap in with Razor and Slab, free Trap, that nought-one-eights in the wrap

I used to shit all over my doorstep, sold raw ten to my neighbour's dad

Junkies find I'm a favoured man, I made it, bang, the haters back

Gas burner like I sprayed a tan, my water white, it's breaking bad

Fuck that judge and the prosecution, they gave my bother life in a flash

He said, "Keep your eyes on the pack cah man got pure red eyes in the camp"

Mum ain't rich by life I live, I'm a stupid cunt, real rap, no cap

Slid right past, but they're rollin' back, two tongues blast, revolver slap

I was younger when I needed dad, but I knew nothin' but just the weed and smack

Thirties up, I got dirty luck, came thirties up, I ain't beatin' that

Fly them whole white, serve them fix, but a one-two-six-nought-two, that's six

Took six-three off a ganja farmer, calmer, I coulda conned a brick

Put big bread on my blood, you stepped on a blood, he stepped, got stuck in the nick

Shout MZ, I suffered with him, with the rack and pack and dozens of cling

I'm into lines like colouring-in

Them man got chat and they got no wap, take this pack and run with the wind

It's somethin' to die, it's nothin' to live, stuck in the grind like brukkin' a bitch

'015 all my loud in cling, I used to link Gav by the Council bin

I nearly go nicked on the Northern train with enormous weight, I was more than pissed (I'm blessed)

But fuck all of that, that's mad

Big bro said they'd text him zater, but I couldn't give a fuck how you trap

Knee-deep and I'm stuck in this pack, I wish it weren't this, they love how I rap

This big T go fill in the 450, that's low, I send the man back

Want a Beamer but the price is peak, so copped this rotty for 550

And you ain't even ride for yourself, so tell me how you gonna ride for me?

I told bro you ain't these ****, covered in white, no like GC

They cats got bagged and were thief, one IC5 and a IC3

True, true say I'm in five-oh with Fievel live-oh, we trap good, we all blessed

Yes, big weight and I ride, no rhino, try no, one off tap, that a ****

I'm focused, indicate to the left, I rev the ride, I'm possessed with intent

Do up, there ain't no way, no way, but I'll juice them up fo my friends

Then we done the action, Steven Spielberg, we hit the movie live-oh

I shot the weight, no lipo', why though? I couldn't raise a five-oh

What we done in the five-oh, **** double tap like a typo

Don't lose yourself with a crutch, no likkle man lose it all for a hi-hoh

Fly them whole white, serve them fix, but a one-two-six-nought-two, that's six

Took six-three off a ganja farmer, calmer, I coulda conned a brick

Put big bread on my blood, you stepped on a blood, he stepped, got stuck in the nick

Shout MZ, I suffered with him, with the rack and pack and dozens of cling

I'm into lines like colouring-in

Them man got chat and they got no wap, take this pack and run with the wind

It's somethin' to die, it's nothin' to live, stuck in the grind like brukkin' a bitch

'015 all my loud in cling, I used to link Gav by the Council bin

I nearly go nicked on the Northern train with enormous weight, I was more than pissed

(I was more than pissed)

(Nearly go nicked on the Northern train with enormous weight, I was more than pissed)