Estate On Lock

Boots on the stairwell, four in the morn'

You talk big chat, but you ain't from the war

Black tracksuit, whole block knows my face

Cold little grin when I step in place

Mum said "pray", but the phone won't stop

Pings keep landing when the front door knocks

Bro got smoke for the ones that play

Then vanish quick like a bad night fade

Now you feel that tension

Air get thin when I mention

One touch, whole scene shift

One look and the floorboards lift

Estate on lock, estate on lock

Say my name and the noise all stops

Estate on lock, estate on lock

You know the code when I cut that block (estate on lock)

Courier bike with the bag pulled tight

Whole lane change when I step outside

Grey sky low, but my mood stay high

Hands on the wheel, got a red-eye mind

You want peace, then move with sense

No fake friends in my circumference

I seen smiles turn to side-eye quick

So I keep my team where the trust don't slip

Now you feel that tension

Air get thin when I mention

One touch, whole scene shift

One look and the floorboards lift

Estate on lock, estate on lock

Say my name and the noise all stops

Estate on lock, estate on lock

You know the code when I cut that block (estate on lock)

Bassline bends when I cut through dusk

Old-school grit in the way we fuss

If I say "now", then the whole line moves

No loose lips, just boots and grooves

Estate on lock, estate on lock

Say my name and the noise all stops

Estate on lock, estate on lock

You know the code when I cut that block (estate on lock)

Estate on lock, estate on lock

When I step in, the weak ones lock

Estate on lock, estate on lock

Whole lane hush when the bassline drops (estate on lock)