Текст песни Cabin - Brudda Nay

I said I′m sitting in this cabin flying high in the sky
I really got a habit; writing lines while I ride
I never thought my youngers would've met an early time
That′s why I chase the rabbit and I dream of after lives
Cos it ain't that
Touch one of my niggas? Get you straight back
No receipt needed when we come with the payback
Council house estate flats
Junkies and their face tats
Smoking on the brown
Til they're lying on their face flat

See this life that we live is kinda mad
My nigga had a yute and I′m so damn glad
I thought maybe now he′d stop swallowing caps
But the bills get worse when you turn into a dad
Flipping packs
Overseas
Filled with crack
For the p's
Hooked a nigga up when my music didn′t feed me
On the streets
R E S
P E C T
Yeah my g had it all
Except a good nights sleep uh
He lied awake at night
He had enemies
In this world you get back the same energy
I told my nigga maybe you should just squash this
He told me, motherfucker that's obvious
I guess I can′t blame him that's the street life
That′s what you get - sign up to the streets right
I don't know but I really gotta go
From Stow to Heathrow
'Cos I got another show so I′m

Sitting in this Cabin flying high in the sky
I really got a habit writing lines while I ride
I never thought my youngers would′ve met an early time
That's why I chase the rabbit and I dream of after lives
Cos it ain′t that
Touch one of my niggas get you straight back
No receipt needed when we come wit the payback
Council house estate flats
Junkies and their face tats
Smoking on the brown
Til they lying on their face flat

They stuck it on me
Outside Hollywood green
I told my nigga roll up
And bring the whole team
In 15 he rolled up- ten toes
I guess you don't need niggas when you roll with the poll
It weren′t the first time my bro K saved me
I could call him even when he had his baby
I'm from the ends but I ain′t a born sinner
It helps to survive if your boys a real killer and
He's 'bout it
Living life with no limits
Yeah he ′bout it
Phone rang, it was one of his shouting
Saying that they got a lick - is he about it
Then he doubted
Couple AP′s, Jewels and the Goyard
Coulda went in and robbed a likkle niggas yard
But he had afterthoughts when he pulled for the drawer
So I told him that we're

Sitting in this Cabin flying high in the sky
I really got a habit writing lines while I ride
I never thought my youngers would′ve met an early time
That's why I chase the rabbit and I dream of after lives
Cos it ain′t that
Touch one of my niggas get you straight back
No receipt needed when we come wit the payback
Council house estate flats
Junkies and their face tats
Til they're lying on their face flat