My Mother’s Life

I bet them people see my diamonds
First before it's ever me
And when it comes to my block
I put word out around there on every street
It's London city, tons of
Nitties, bare man talk
Ain't fucking with me
The paigons left with scars a couple
Times when bumping to me
Take my chain, you must be silly
If Mello wasn't squeezing that day, well
Then it must've been Billy
Nah, I won't lie, my guy
My life changed since I touched a milly
Now you can trust me, but before
Trusting me was silly
Finessed a couple plugs with hilly
Pussy boy, you must be silly
Switched it up with just a lizzy
Told my jewelers, "Flood them silly"
Plus I get my brothers chilly
We might lie, rapping 'bout
The nine, meanwhile, the tool's a four
But that's them little key pieces they'll
Try and use in court
And, yeah, I fly the goons abroad
But grew up as a dodgy yute
One time, I didn't build no
Trust, first time I copped, i robbed a yute
Now I ain't tryna rob no plugs
And never fuck with prostitutes
I should make them pay to fuck me
That's how a real mobster moves

Put that on my mother's life
We're not the same if your paigons
Ain't lost a couple guys
And I ain't talking 'bout no car crashes
It's gun or knife
Them man, they hate on me so hard
You have to wonder why
'Cause I'm a boss in capitals
Then get that underlined
That's on my mother's life
I rock that flooded ice
Take a few for one of mine
My brothers good, my mummy's nice
I did magic, cut the price
She must be good if I fucked twice
That's on my mother's life

I never ever talk inside my
Car about no silly stuff
My last plug, he got fifteen years
The police had his ceilings bugged
My engine's big
You'll stand for five minutes to fill it up
They're feeling us
I'm fucking girls in doggy style
'til they fell in love
All I do is multiply, my niggas
We never divide (Never divide)
Last month, I needed twelve racks
Now it's eleven a night
My niggas in the field, but this year
Ain't no eleven a side
But them man scoring goals and that's
All up on the enemy's line

Put that on my mother's life
We're not the same if your paigons
Ain't lost a couple guys
And I ain't talking 'bout no car crashes
It's gun or knife
Them man, they hate on me so hard
You have to wonder why
'Cause I'm a boss in capitals
Then get that underlined
That's on my mother's life
I rock that flooded ice
Take a few for one of mine
My brothers good, my mummy's nice
I did magic, cut the price
She must be good if I fucked twice
That's on my mother's life