Anti Social

[Verse 1]
I'm from "Liverpool" where everybody's itching to ride, and when you slippin have niggas are grippin lookin to ride out, in a ding dong or in a jixer, life's fucked up we never see the bigger picture, look's are deceiving so don't get it twisted, I've got a little white boy what will do you dirty, there's snake's in the grass so you gotta be weary, I'm not tryna be on the road's so when am 30, plus I can't get bad for my son's sake, so I'm tryna avoid another court case, but it's like I don't Learn, I'm tryna be all over the money like germ's, a lot of people think the're sick these day's can't leave my front door whit out my kitchen blade, a lot of people love to snitch these day's, can't get my head around it it's madness trust

[Verse 2]
On the road yea I'm tryna stack up my p's, and fuck the police tryna get man on conspiracy's, and free my brother's that are locked up in them facilitie's, my niggas in there tryna mash p's, got my nigga on the wing piffin dam bud's, shotting pure flake no dandruff, rat's in there So they stay shanked up, Bro's pissed cause he's gotta ride bang up, I remember day's taking trip's on the train, flyin OT to go and make a it of change, mum's like son when you gunna change? Cause the life your livin is not great, I remember trappin in the rain it was cold as fuck, feature's to come short we where showin no love

[Verse 3]
But that's just how the game goes many times I've had to run from them pig's and them plane flow's, police want me to trap fan's want me to rap rollin round in a "Volvo" I'm tryna catch me a rat, X box tryna do 360 turn's, but this one does not play game's, I got faith for me bro cause he know's how to whip it, So any chase come's on I know he's gunna blip it, he's probably thinking fuck going back to prison, and due to tha opp's now av gotta stay whit it

[Verse 4]
(Demon Voice Effect) Im from a city where it goes down, them young boy's love to get active, just for a name you can get ye soul snatched quick, the street's will turn a good lad into a savage, bottle in my hand I'll turn a girl into a slag quick, for the love of the money you know we put in that work, niggas sceard to go graft cause the judge's are flyin out bird's, seen a couple mum's cry tear's, yeah this life that we live has had me OT, the time we shottin light and the dark to the theme's

[Verse 5]
One time we where posted up on "Kenny" just thinkin of diffrient way's to try and hit the belly, me & my man was ready, half a Kilo in tha bag, told the drive don't slack, if the chase come's on ye better chip real fast, stop the car so man can start hoppin over back's tryna turn nothing into something real fast, so am puttin "Haze" bud's & "Cheese" bud's into bag's, tryna make a profit while it last's

[Verse 6]
Everyday of my life's like a movie, got C.S.O's tryna follow man like some groupie's, trust and all my niggas yeah we grind hard, had "Razza" in the kitchen whit tha Bi card, whippin, am up early av gotta make a wage, I grind hard so I can see better day's