Maximum Risk

(Intro)
I do it for the gang that's maximum risk
I can't leave my bro weren't built like this
Trips
Talking brook down whips
So we do it old school pedal bikes on strips
T.T.O pro trusty no rich
We ain't breaking down grub tryna get me rich
Countless times I swerve the pigs car
Have a plan B use the life that we live

(Chorus):
I do it for the gang that's maximum risk
I can't leave my bro weren't built like this
Trips
Talking brook down whips
So we do it old school pedal bikes on strips
T.T.O pro trusty no rich
We ain't breaking down grub tryna get me rich
Countless times I swerve the pigs car
Have a plan B use the life that we live

(Verse 1): T1
Hold on let me start like this
None of my guys been touched by pricks
Oblivious part for the minimal 12
Violation can't sass so we're riding equipped
Blacked out to the rim
Trigga T on my left and I'm looking like him
The leathers on my hand keep the evidence thin
Sivering skin cah the opposition gon let my little nigga on the drilling just wait your turn
Let me show you how the spin ting works
Left hamp on the right hold it up real firm
Take a step back
Pree the opposition then burst
Like you chose to role with nerds and randos I chose to rise and earn
Like
This is the Silwood lifestyle
So
This is the Silwood curse
Skid up on the boy no traces
Gyalie wan fuck wan fuck these faces
And I'm live in the street that's blatant
Young fly nigga and I lack some patience
Patience
Pree a opp boy turn patience
How many time with the home invasions
Live in a G that's a own unaccasion
I drill and pump and bow and pause
Cah the boy dem known for the statement
See me in the field and their mouth can't function
Free L Trap out the trap land jump them
From long tap and the cats malfunction
Hide cats on the landing
Free Trigga T out force I can't stand him
Blaze young one give mouth that's outstanding
Van gone miss but there on the gang ting

(Chorus):
I do it for the gang that's maximum risk
I can't leave my bro weren't built like this
Trips
Talking brook down whips
So we do it old school pedal bikes on strips
T.T.O pro trusty no rich
We ain't breaking down grub tryna get me rich
Countless times I swerve the pigs car
Have a plan B use the life that we live
(X2)

(Verse 2):
Pull up in the L that's law without order
Death loss snake tree terror informer
No way can you cross this border
Come here and bro doin up Silwood inforcer
Airforce in my word and that pape
Young boy grab packs disperse and get paid
Remember that day we found where he stay
Was it the faiches pissed and that it... his face
Remember the point they were jumping out windows
They wasn't involved not a lot about fate
How could you do such a thing
Like he wasn't in the park when we drenched mans face
Civilian shouting out stop
Costa
No trust broad day tryna transmit the pain
Like they chose to snitch and lie aw snap
So I can't deny their fate
And
Yes I'm a Silwood boy so jump in the ride
Let me fling it at mate
3 my niggas in the trash
They mish for that cash
In the trap tryna multiply stacks
And if you're talking ‘bout waps
You know we've got that
Two Ts with ease in a tack
And they was giving up chat
But trips to Ts flat
But never in the flesh
Just snap
And if you see me all gassed
I'm probably with Crash
Loose heads
Free my nigga in the can

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