Текст песни The GP (Spitting Blood) - BloodJuice

Shoutout Dibz, shoutout Vicallo
Shoutout my brother Skem

Still young n I've had my best days
Back then I was never in class dreams way to big tryna ball like MJ
I was outside that school plugging em kids tryna work their essays
I been back in that game again don't judge all you do is spectate
I ain't claiming I'm hard I keep my head low and get all my stacks in
Most these cats doin half the work
They just fronting out of them cameras
Half the boys on these streets are fake
As these bitches all of em plastic
Take the cameras and lights away and
Boy you ain't gonna see no action
Try break us down we still standing
Cant lie I was just like them
Money up and my ego big but I knew how to have respect
I worked for the place im at long nights
In the street I ain't had no rest
You've got way too big for ya boots
You're young but you're acting 10
If shit goes down better back yourself
What you know bout paranoid nights in
Ya room stashbags in the backs of shelves
Big dreams I was met with the hand of god
But I'd chosen to dance with hell
Words can give out a thousand sides but we know what the actions tell
We live in a town where respect is judged all from what a man can sell

Shit,

Like slow down baby
I said I'm leaving that life behind me ah damn it I move to crazy
Ah damn it I move to crazy, yea yea

I'm coming back in

Still sippin up lean n sprite
Still make sure that my Gs alright
Late night when the fiends online
Watch my back I think Ds on mine
Still sippin up lean n sprite
Still make sure that my Gs alright
Late night whip when the fiends online
Watch my back I think Ds on mine

No room for a break break down rocks n they flake out crispy
Been stepping out way too risky
Ds outside been begging to pinch me
Why's all this shit in my dacks im gassed up hard n I'm way too tipsy
Fuck that shit come with me
Stop shaking your ass just kiss me

Preciate you bruddah for having me on
You got more
We got one more

This one I hold closely to my heart
Some of the deepest shit I ever wrote

Young and dumb I had no common sense
Run my money backwards I thought I had a lot to spend
Didn't care bout what I'd take as long as I was off my head
Never stopped for coppers lad I'd trot the legs and hop the fence
Tears up on my mothers face I looked away I couldn't watch
In the whip with skem and he told me to take my hoodie off
I was 13 when I bought my first pills
They told me if you get pulled up
Don't tell em where you get these goodies from
And nah I never broke the code
But came up from a broken home
I let the devil take the wheel and spin me down this lonely road
I thought I'd know the go
But life had started going slow
I took a xan too many n slipped away in an overdose
Bit off more than I could could chew
I guess that's what I like to do
White lights in emergency my heart rate resting 32
When I got released I took a bus straight to my plugs house
And copped a handful more
I couldn't stand the thought of pushing through
But where the moral at
Ive learnt that life is short
Friends will never try support until your stuck on life support
I went from finding rorts to stepping in designer shorts
They went from tryna ride my wave to asking me to climb aboard
Try to ride up in my lane you'll get you car crashed
Any chance they get they'll leave u stuck up in that tarmac
Like brudda where your heart at
Don't blame it on them troubles in your past lad
Half my bro's are flipping pack the other half in hard hats
But we all share the same regrets
As long as we be making cents n grinding out it's making sense
You don't need your dollars up as long as you can pay respect
And if you're out here doing you then you don't need a chain to flex
Caught up in the main event
So they don't play their cards right
Taught myself to look ahead forget about my past life
Id take it easy in the day to put up with them hard nights
I'd used to never listen to my mum but she was half right
Jesus
I'd used to never listen to my mum but she was half right

Should I keep going?
Just keep goin'
Keeping fucking goin'
Keep rapping

I been gripping fiddies but I swear it ain't a buck enough
Wake up every morning stressin how to get my numbers up
Maybe cos my missus makin double running up the club
I knew what I signed up for I swear I still can't suck it up
Is it worth it gettin caught to step in court in button ups
Reading backs of scrippy packets checking if they'd fuck me up
Spent a couple years crowded by sluts and junkie cunts
No wonder my ambitions would never really come up to much
And I would never learn from mistakes
Swear that half these cats will keep me round for personal gain
When I'm not around they probably throwing dirt on my name
It would kill me if I left it still hurts when I stay
Like shut the fuck up
Why you acting likes it's only you who's going through it
I'm screaming suicide but never had the balls to do it
So I was popping pills to block it out
I never cared bout what I took as long as it would knock me out
Swear I'd never take enough I'm wide awake with cotton mouth
Half these people off me but they don't know what they on about