[Chorus: Tiggs Da Author] These hoes, these hoes bringin' fire to my eyes, oh I, I know, I know it's killin' me inside Things I've sacrificed for this life [Verse 1: Potter Payper] Everybody gotta make sacrifices Sometimes it ain't as simple as black and white is Especially when you got a bit of gangsteritus Trap star, rap star, man are gangster writers We was blendin' in rentals with cats as drivers I used to stack all the twenties spend all the fivers Nowadays everybody wanna go viral But I got them on a needle likе a old vinyl 2021, year of the entitlеd They say the trilogy itself's like the street bible Separate to elevate, it's been vital I been a big idol, I bleed out my eyeballs Different days, I'm either homicide or suicidal I don't think it my fault, it's just the path that I walk Crown court spoilt, man are armed and blaggin' Stepped in the party laggin' They say they're gang but they're hardly bangin' (Bangin') I'm tryna hit him in his skull like I'm bringin' Ed Hardy back in Hit the can, then my dargs will wrap him Since Feltham '06, they been sayin' I been hard at rappin' Kamikaze, the visit got half the pack in My brudda get's it crackin' then I'm gettin' it crackin' I'm too tapped to tap in Shit, still smoke in my Prada jacket These hoes, these hoes bringin' fire to my eyes, oh I, I know, I know it's killin' me inside Things I've sacrificed for this life [Verse 2: Potter Payper] It's weird how sometimes I miss the days When I never had a spliff to blaze Nanny hugged me in the courtroom and kissed my face My troubled childhood I wished away Another day, another risk to take Crown court, lookin' six to eight Now I'm in the booth daily goin' six to eight I used to mix the coke, not mix the tape Now this mixtape cost ten bricks of flake I need freedom like air You never understand until 'til you see it disappear And I can't lie I wish Muni was here I'll give it all to have him back and put one in the air Man say they wanna kill me, I ain't scared I'll double your dare, even cover your fare I'm goin' out like Tony at the top of the stairs Ain't my first choice but I be in some fuckry affairs Mum struggled for years, Nan suffered for years That's buckets of tears Hence the fire burnin', so when it comes to these numbers I'm too assertive I got my suttin' on me, crisis averted Crisis averted means it's on person Not third person When suspects turn victims it's on purpose I've done bird with long-termers, wrong turners Stop starters, cop burners, we're not learners
gangsteritus part 2 please
[Chorus: Tiggs Da Author]
These hoes, these hoes bringin' fire to my eyes, oh
I, I know, I know it's killin' me inside
Things I've sacrificed for this life
[Verse 1: Potter Payper]
Everybody gotta make sacrifices
Sometimes it ain't as simple as black and white is
Especially when you got a bit of gangsteritus
Trap star, rap star, man are gangster writers
We was blendin' in rentals with cats as drivers
I used to stack all the twenties spend all the fivers
Nowadays everybody wanna go viral
But I got them on a needle likе a old vinyl
2021, year of the entitlеd
They say the trilogy itself's like the street bible
Separate to elevate, it's been vital
I been a big idol, I bleed out my eyeballs
Different days, I'm either homicide or suicidal
I don't think it my fault, it's just the path that I walk
Crown court spoilt, man are armed and blaggin'
Stepped in the party laggin'
They say they're gang but they're hardly bangin' (Bangin')
I'm tryna hit him in his skull like I'm bringin' Ed Hardy back in
Hit the can, then my dargs will wrap him
Since Feltham '06, they been sayin' I been hard at rappin'
Kamikaze, the visit got half the pack in
My brudda get's it crackin' then I'm gettin' it crackin'
I'm too tapped to tap in
Shit, still smoke in my Prada jacket
These hoes, these hoes bringin' fire to my eyes, oh
I, I know, I know it's killin' me inside
Things I've sacrificed for this life
[Verse 2: Potter Payper]
It's weird how sometimes I miss the days
When I never had a spliff to blaze
Nanny hugged me in the courtroom and kissed my face
My troubled childhood I wished away
Another day, another risk to take
Crown court, lookin' six to eight
Now I'm in the booth daily goin' six to eight
I used to mix the coke, not mix the tape
Now this mixtape cost ten bricks of flake
I need freedom like air
You never understand until 'til you see it disappear
And I can't lie I wish Muni was here
I'll give it all to have him back and put one in the air
Man say they wanna kill me, I ain't scared
I'll double your dare, even cover your fare
I'm goin' out like Tony at the top of the stairs
Ain't my first choice but I be in some fuckry affairs
Mum struggled for years, Nan suffered for years
That's buckets of tears
Hence the fire burnin', so when it comes to these numbers I'm too assertive
I got my suttin' on me, crisis averted
Crisis averted means it's on person
Not third person
When suspects turn victims it's on purpose
I've done bird with long-termers, wrong turners
Stop starters, cop burners, we're not learners
Perfect
Nsg- Headliner slowed next plz
The slow version is better