Lyrics OTV 2 - Pistol Pete & Enzo

Everybody wants a name on the block till they get pulled up or get
Knocked they glorify all the street sh till someone really gets got
Listen adlay they don't really know about a flow like this I've grown
Like this petal to the metal don't condone bullshit

Tryna get a Rolex watch on my wrist I'm pissed lad ay
Ay lad people don't know that sh that I had to do to earn my spot
So when I see these c get handouts silver spoons it fucks me off
I've burnt that bridge got nothing to prove in this bitch

Still getting love for the hits
Put that sh on if it fits I swear on my kid
Cuz we gon make it
Take the game and re-arrange it

Making, making, making
Money, money, money
So we can go out and
Bank it, bank it

I'm back on my old shit
Still got the stick like an old bitch
Don't look up to me I'm no role model
Cuz I roll shit constipated how I hold shit

I'm feeling like Tommy Shelby going to war with my
Brothers got a contract and that work rates through the roof my bra
Swear mothers
Nah we don't take L's on that side we leave them on their back side

Last cunt dropped his pride with his
Balls on Ramadan remember that night
Grew up mormon but I knew that shit weren't right but
These missions that I take could also take two years from my life

Oi lad I swear none of these cums
Compare these bars cuz they can't stop it
If I pull this toy it's not bop it
Grew up in the game my mind I lost it replaced my passion for

Profit now this rap game cuz I'm
Off it fuck you's all I'm on boss shit
They all hate us but they rate us they're on tick them boys don't pay
Up fuck your youngns fuck your
Orders lad I'm in the game till my days up