[Intro]
Spare No-1
[?] double
Big Lee
Otrizzy
It's nothing
Late night session (Relax)
Slums
Storm in the building (They’re really on it)
I'm gonna lay somethin'

[Verse]
I’m the n***a that be grinding in cabs
With my gat on my lap, couple O's in the bag
Got a chick in the front while I sit in the back
Don't think that's my wife, she just one of my slags
24/hr grinding, 6 6 til 6
If I ain't got the stick, then I'm taking a risk
Try creeping up on Giggs man, I'll fuck up your shit
Hooked up to machines, getting fed from a drip
Don't ever think I won’t put a bullet through you queers
’Cause the sound of my guns like music to my ears
Whether daylight or night, man I never really cared
If it's beef, then it’s beef, fuck the time of day and where
N***as hate 'cause I'm moving that weight
If my punk ain't a 9 or a 10, it’s a 8
If I ain't there on time, then I'm sorry I'm late
Here's a couple extra grams man, my business is great
I want my people to be happy at the end of the day
Thinking, "yeah that Giggs is diamond, I can phone him all day"
With a little bit of fear, that's the mafia way
Wouldn't want you people thinking that they don't have to pay
Even when I was in jail, I was shotting it up
Me, Inch, [?], L, yo [?] what up?
On the drug [?], forever pissing in cups
Screws try spin a cell, but they ain't got nuttin' on us
Fuck prison food, yeah we cooking our shit
Dumplings bitch, we living like the Goodfellas did
Don't phone me my n***as, makes my time go quicker
The only time I use the phones is when I check up on my kid
Keep the cup right next to my bed
Try running in my cell then I'm lacing or bussing your head
If it's a road ting, I'm bussing my lead
If it's a chick, then I'm bussing, 'cause believe she gives wonderful head