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Yeah Banning drill, you're making the situation worse Might as well give them life, or put them in a hearse 'Cuh he could've been rapping But now he's still packing A big gun for when his oppositions come clapping It's a lose-lose for him I'mma keep it real, he get shot, he going pale He shoots him, he going jail Where we're from, you know how hard it is to better yourself Upper class won't understand 'cuh you inherited wealth No opportunities, this is our community Maybe you should help here, instead of all the scrutiny There's a knock-on effect for this shit you wanna ban Let me paint you a picture so you dummies understand Hi my name is Jaden, everybody calls me Jay I'm fifteen I'm from a poor block round the way My mum tries her best to put food on my plate My life's okay, I go to school everyday Sometimes I gotta go to school with no lunch money But I get it, she ain't got it, I still love mummy But now she got a extra job It's not great though, but I guess it's extra gwop Look, mummy weren't home, I started staying out late I started hanging out with people from my estate SongtexteThey all had fresh clothes, everybody looking paid They all sell drugs, said they'll teach me the way Started trapping on them man now, I swear Yeah I'm fifteen, with a couple thousand to spare Feds raided my house and found all of the gear Got nicked, went jail, but I'll be out in a year When I came out of jail, all my friends had beef So I guess I'm involved, that's the rule of the streets That's how it goes where I'm from You touch him, you touch me And these are my friends but it's a gang to police Why'd I get involved, guess I'm young and I'm dumb Out of jail couple months, already bought me a gun I'm a good kid at heart, but the beef keeps spiralling I guess I'm a product of my environment Ah fuck, is that feds? Don't move, armed police, armed police, put your hands on the steering wheel now I got nicked again, 'cause I gripped a skeng I started rapping in jail, so I gripped the pen Every single nigga in the jail rates the bars And when I land road, they said that I gotta go hard I keep writing the verse, while I'm riding this bird Tryna get my appeal, now I'm out on the third Then I started selling spice, the whole jail got word Then I came from education and my cell got searched Got caught with a phone, I've just come from the block New kid in the jail, but he's one of the opps Already got the drop, it's only been a couple hours When he comes in the wing, then we get him in the showers And I won't even learn, but I'mma get him for the bros 'Cause I know they'd do the same thing if I was on the roads Don't worry 'bout the govs 'cause they'll turn a blind eye All my bros heard the news, know it's on the timeline Years go by and I'm only getting older Getting less letters, visits get slower Music on my mind, my release getting closer Swear I can't wait 'til it's over Now I'm back on road, I put the trap on hold I'mma focus on the rap 'cuh man can blow We started dropping these bangers, these tracks were cold Now I'm watching my fanbase grow They took my videos down, said it's too violent I can't do a show, it's getting stopped by Trident It's slowing down my income, they're tryna ban drill Now my bus' dying, it's hard to get a deal I dunno how to feel, I got away from the streets 'Cause this rap shit helped keep me away from the beef Now money's low, I gotta get back on my feet Now I'm back selling drugs 'cause a nigga gotta eat I'm back trapping day-to-day, I got a baby on the way I told my girl "be patient, I promise that I'll make a change Babe you know I tried this rappin' shit but the feds got me back in shit" Now I'm chilling on the block, y'know, licking out them shots Save as much money so I can eventually stop But I gotta be on point 'cause the beef's still on top Too late 'cause them niggas got the drop There's a car pulling up, ah fam I'm fucked I'mma try run but they caught up Can feel the knife sharp in my gut My body collapsed, it's hard to get up "Wagwan fam, remember me from the can? Shoulda stuck to rapping" - they said it as they ran But little did they know that was all part of the plan Holding my stomach, blood on my hands Paramedics trying, I know I'm slowly dying They're tryna keep me breathing, my mum's here crying I can see the pain, she prayed for me still I can feel my heart coming to a standstill Feds asked who's responsible, I just kept it real I said "Whoever banned drill" Aus Songtexte Mania